Z-ro - Pa**enger Side lyrics

(Z-Ro talking) Motherf**ing Z-Ro, tired of this Motherf**ing pa**enger side man When I'ma drive (Chorus - 2x) Living in the pa**enger side I want to be the driver but I continue to ride Will the game recognize me as the best I go from home to the dome If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne (Z-Ro) Living in the pa**enger side, a way of life We're in cheves today, because the murderers pay tonight They tell me I'm a profit when I'm pimping my pen But my immediate surrounders got me living in sin I put my faith in a fifty dollar bottle of drink Using my focus choking smash on the throttle and thank The lord, for giving me another way to get paid King of the motherf**ing ghetto where these guns get sprayed Whether I'm f**ing with a b**h, I'm breaking benz see lunch But it's either that or you can't point us casualties when we dump Street pain is a motherf**er guard me without a dot It's like a murder scene without a victims hotter,?selmzyne? Like my face can't place at the scene of the crime Multiple shots never saw me but saw the beam of my nine So rather living as a thug until they give me my credit Cause I'm the throwdest baby don't you forget it, meanwhile (Chorus - 2x) (Z-Ro) Living in the pa**enger side, I want to to push a 6 double O But poverty refuse to let me drive I wonder why drug dealers and k**ers live plush Hoping n***as have a tendency to give up Do I have to sell my soul, forever living in sin But is that the price I got to pay to take a spin in the benz I'd rather stay a poor n***a cause the fire gone burn No hesitation through my dirt and then my tires gone turn See I'm living on the pa**enger side, visualize I'm coming bombing a condo with black lacquer inside Took a long time coming, but I'm finally made I wait for me and my n***as and now we finally paid Yeah life is gravy, but I want right to the throne Cause rather reggae, R&B or rap I write to the song Oh jiggy b**hes ain't nothing to me, I slap them down Real n***as move around cause it ain't nothing to see (Chorus - 2x) (Z-Ro) Living in the pa**enger side, I've been incarcerated Plenty of times, never once did they let me slide I guess it's because of the dark skin I have Ain't no telling when I release the black Mac 10 I have Is it a hundred mile motherf**ing animal Gasoline around your residence cause it's flammable Genocide, I get banned on that, I stand on that You'll catch me by surprise baby cause I planned on that And even worse than that, to make me feel low My black skin is a murdering bust the f**ing door Now if I had three wishes, what would be the first To bring back all my people that done rolled in a hears Say hello to my mother we up in paradise Well reality is full of leaches and parasites I keep it real with the game, so I report what I see And tell the chairs of the pa**enger plus the driver seat n***a (Chorus - 2x) (Z-ro talking) 2k1, motherf**ing Z-Ro the Crooked Thou can't stop me n***a Motherf**ing energizer, feel that S.U.C. for life, south sive for live, uh