Vertaling: Z-Ro. Betaal My Dues.
think ya doing the food But what'cha can't understand is how money flowing in and out of my hands Cause I done paid my dues I remember when my hustle
hundred woofing, where these niggas be strong Staying alone to my own, with my baby and wife Plus I'm keeping the bread a nine, cause I'm guarding my life Ain't no slipping in my
Gotta hell of a stop, making niggas squash the chat I done proved my points, so you better back back From Guerilla Maab 3D-2 Paid my dues, I'm in a
like my name was Gary Graham Watch my trunk slam And my crack fool Nigga ride wit a fo fo Bout to cock and hit you Sue the sue Paid my dues Why do you
I'm ready to die fo cause of my life, The reason why I'm anti-social and built a way around my life! Ain't nobody but me, Z-Ro The Crooked in the flesh
battlefield) So all that bumping gums, and talking down That shit'll get you killed (get you killed) [Z-Ro] I wake up early in the evening, roll myself a cigarillo We talk to my
show room floor Go about this process slow, and feel the pain of my nigga Z-Ro Over money I lose sleep, sell work, fuck sheep Spit heat on beats, to make my
95 hundred woofing, where these niggas be strong Staying alone to my own, with my baby and wife Plus I'm keeping the bread a nine, cause I'm guarding my life Ain't no slipping in my
in the valley I had to keep my mind right and keep my rhymes tight Praying to god I wouldn't lose my freedom or my life before the limelight [Chorus - 4x] [Z-Ro
close all your shutters See I wants everything, and everything I'm gone have Roll out my red carpet, just to go to my stash Third coast, blinding and shining like a brand new slab On my
leave the motherfucking streets alone How are we gonna get the rent paid and the Motherfucking bills paid, knowI'msaying You got to cover my eyes remember [Z-Ro
Gotta hell of a stop, making niggas squash the chat I done proved my points, so you better back back From Guerilla Maab 3D-2 Paid my dues, I'm in a store
S.G., Lil Keke, Big Pokey, G-R-A-C-E Your Boy Al-D, P-A-T C-Note and Willean, and them boys from Botany You brought in Big Moe, my nigga Z-Ro Mike D and
kind with the adaptors, ya know Clover G's nigga, know how we do it My nigga Price on the track ya know, respect nigga I paid my dues, so I'ma make the
then if you want war let's go to war [Z-Ro] It be a bunch of drama, on my block My partna accidently shot his mama, on my block Trying to survive in
