Z-Ro - Plex Lyrics
[Z-Ro]They say he was flipping out till, losing control of his mindMoving fast, in a world that ain't ready for the pace focussed on his grindWho am I to test, Z-Ro I bet everybody in Ridgemont 4 know meFeel what I say up under the evidence is still your homieYou must of forgot about the days until you be in 94When it was 72 where partners sagging creases to find a hoeNow they can't look me in the eyes, cause they might tell on theyselfAbout having something to do with trying to riddle my number one partner to deathYou want to get even with me boy clear you can see me with a rapBut I'm about gangsta shit so bow before you see me with a strapCause I've been silent for so long, it's about time I broke the iceNobody want to box me why everybody want to pull a trigger to take a lifeI'm down with crews cause everybody else is fake to meNiggas with plex against me, they all cakes to meAnd everybody want to be talking about they real and they got loveBut mother*****ers don't love Z-Ro unless I got drink and I got bud so I got plex(Chorus - 2x)Who's next to plex you want to testBetter have your life right in the bottle of your vestCause I'm also stressed, sometimes I wonder if I'm plexedThinking hit me will I have to put my homies to rest, plex[Z-Ro]Regular candy in river rain, we came to deliver painOne hitter quitters and eagle talons up in your liver manI came to bring the pain, all the way from the south to the westEvery one of my bullets are looking residence so they gone house in your chestA nigga done been through so much shit the last five years of my livingNow a days the *****es are realer than homeboys so here's to my womenBut then again I'm all alone I don't depend on a soulIndependently made a million then I took my benz on a strollNow everytime I come around my partners treat me like strangersNever thought it would come to this I got to keep one in the chamberWhat makes real niggas turn into hoes and make niggas go fraudWhen it comes to me whether rapping them off to see this nigga go hardNow everytime I come around my partners treat me like strangersNever thought it would come to this I got to keep one in the chamberWhat makes real niggas turn into hoes and make niggas go fraudWhen it comes to me whether rapping the gangsta shit this nigga goes hard, plex(Chorus - 4x)Plex, time to have plexRa-ta-ta-ta-ta from the barrel of me tech[Z-Ro]Rolling by my mother*****ing self you don't want to plex my friend***** around with me and you might never breathe a breath againCause a nigga might shoot you in a place where it takes longer to dieAnd you know what they say no pain no gainI guess you fin to gain your heavenly highMarcus I see you when you shoved that pistol up in his nosePulling the trigger my nigga blood was dripping all out on his clothesDo you think that I'm suppose to sit back and charge it to the gameThat's why your baby mama house went up in flames you know my nameI wish I would of been strapped cause my partner would of still been aliveI would of ran up on your ass and I would of dumped and you would of diedSince a nigga can't change the past I'ma knock your ass up out of the futureI use to be down to dump side by side with you but you forced me to shoot youToo many of these boys be bulletproof, that's why they like to competeBut run your badass over Ridgemont you be dead before you get to RidgecreteYou think it's a game, but I've been working on a straight aim I'm ready to killIf I can't get to myself when you want to get leid by set of ***** got skills(Chorus - 2x)Plex, time to have plexRa-ta-ta-ta-ta from the barrel of me techCause I'm also stressed, sometimes I wonder if I'm blessedThinking deeply will I have to put my homies to rest(Chorus - 4x)Plex, time to have plexRa-ta-ta-ta-ta from the barrel of me tech
