Z-Ro Keep On Lyrics

[Z-Ro]
Say some people call me the Crooked, cause my mind ain't straight
Leave n____z leaning to the side, like they need a V8
I tried to be a changed man, but my plan ain't play
Haters forced me, to put a gun back in my hand and spray
Was already dealing with, a bunch of those hoe a__ n____z
n____z-n____z, hated by mo' b____ a__ n____z
Took a fall, got arrested then you b____es got bold
What you thought I wasn't coming back, to bomb on you hoes
I heard the rumors for myself, Z-Ro signed for ten
Here I am, it ain't safe to come outside again
For the record, f___ everybody I ain't got no friend
n____ remember how you treated Ro, when Ro had no ends
That explain when you see me, why I reach in my pants
Pull out my pistol, let a fade n____ straight bleed in they a__
Yeah I'm back and let it be known, Z-Ro done made it home
f___ with me I empty out my clip, reload and keep on

[Hook - 2x]
Keep on, and I won't stop
f___ with me, I promise I'ma make your breathing stop
I keep on, with my glock c___ed
Living on the edge till I'm dead, screaming f___ the cops

[Z-Ro]
Fresh out of jail, mayn
You n____z, done f___ed up now
Came back, to get my mail mayn
Playa don't make me, buck you down
I'm the King of Da Ghetto
And I'm here, to reclaim my throne
In a relationship, with a chick 4-4
And n____ my b____, be blazing domes
If y'all fellas, wanna play game
I'm dumping, on every car I see
It's that time, when I play mayn
Brace yourself, R.I.P.

[Hook - 2x]

[Z-Ro]
It's reprocussions, when you n____z press my b___ons too hard
Then I become a saint, by bringing you n____z closer to God
Love nothing and slug something, everytime I breathe
Murder on my enemies, I'm the reason they families grieve
Please O.G. gorilla, original girl gone on
'Fore I beat your b____ a__, without ever hanging up my phone
Cause when I get wired up, n____z get tied up
It be nothing but yellow tape, everytime I r-ride up
T-Ray, we use to be cool and kick it and thang
Understand you was in prison, and missing the game
Understand me when I tell you, if you cross me you could die
Might as well be a pigeon, cause your spirit fin to fly
If you wasn't on "Keep on Watching Me", you ain't a Guerilla
Trying to imitate a gangsta, that's when a gangsta come get ya
Run and telling toy soldiers in your army, the war's on
Catch em one by one and dump my gun, they cease to keep on what

[Hook - 2x]

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