Представляем точный текст композиции "My Momma" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Z-Ro . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «My Momma» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Z-Ro передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Z-Ro - "My Momma"
Lyrics to My Momma : [Hook - 2x] My mama use to tell me, bout these Broke hoaching ass niggaz, in these streets So many people, wanna see me fall And then they wonder, why my attitude is fuck em all [Trae] You still running up, better peep my attitude Cause I dont give a fuck about, you or the next dude Hitting the block top down, waving the boulevard Run on side of my Range, and your feet get scarred I aint never leave the house, without me packing a gun And I aint never leave the block, without collecting my funds A lot of niggaz wanna hate, but they aint fading us So everytime I show my teeth, I shine like the sun Breaking the game, and niggaz wanna hate my fame And take my change, but never will they get my change Im quick to aim, and leave a red dot on your brain You heard the bang, and niggaz gon respect the name Im telling you dog, my mama use to tell me yall Dont be fake, fraud keeping me behind the wall But never ever will I let a, motherfucker block me Ima run through that bitch, hit up and dont fall So its best to vacate, for your sake The Maab up in this bitch, and Ima regulate Disrespect me and mine, Ima retaliate They dont really wanna go to war, with a heavyweight Dirty South veteran, Dirty Third glider Underground, wrecking a nigga till they retire For my T. Jones, Ima set it on fire Busting they neck and back, like they Khia [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Dorothy Marie McVey, this your son Ive been on top of my cash, till the last of my funds Even though I havent seen you, since I was six I know you keep me with a weapon, when Im out in the mix You use to tell me, to never talk back and respect Now that Im grown, a nigga be cashing chin checks Im a guerilla, with a motherfucking attitude And whether broke or pain, Ima be in a bad mood This is low life, motherfuckers cant go nowhere to roll lights Struggling to make it, cause this industry is so shife Niggazll take your name, and break your name And try to give you ten percent, of the change But, my mama use to tell me about these Broke hoaching, ass niggaz in these streets So Ima be busting, a .50 caliber Retaliation with bitches, until they stacking up I know, Z-Ro dont wanna go to the county jail no mo But I know, you dont wanna be doing that Its either that or the graveyard Ro, because Im a killa And so many people, wanna see a nigga fall Want me at the table, if they dont want me to eat it all And then they wonder, why my attitude is fuck yall [Hook - 2x] [ My Momma Lyrics ]
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