bruised And you'll see why I don't care Respect my mind - cause I'll kill you nigga Bitch I'll kill you niggaz, you better Respect my mind - cause
I been bruised And you'll see why I don't care Respect my mind - cause I'll kill you nigga Bitch I'll kill you niggaz, you better Respect my mind - cause
Prijevod: Z-Ro. Poštivanje My Mind.
respect my mind (mind-mind) I'm here to collect my pennies, my nickels and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes) And ain't nobody gonna block out my shine (shine-shine) [Z
broke motherfucker, named Z-Ro That was a long time ago, because now I got some c-notes I'ma waste my time in a Jag boy, looking for jackers in my rearview
was wanna shine Make enough money, just so I could support mine All the days of my life, I been on my grind Laws trying to lock me down, for a lifetime [Z-Ro
respect my mind (mind-mind) I'm here to collect my pennies, my nickels and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes) And ain't nobody gonna block out my shine (shine-shine) [Z-Ro
Classified's on your mind Southside I bring it to you live, so please don't underestimate me Or my niggaz Trae, Dougie D and Z-Ro sing the hook for me [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro
gangsta, always packing steel nigga Z-Ro and Daz, the definition of some real niggas [Mr. Drastic] I'm crooked like two extras, gangsta mind and fine
bedrooms, gated residential-aire E.S.G. and Boss Hogg, ask the Presidential playa Roley, mansion, my click expanding fa sho Swanging on 4's banging Z-Ro
destined for dolla signs In my prime, know you hate on all my rhymes Trying to be a living legend, in my lifetime [Z-Ro] In my prime, I'm professing my
(Z-Ro talking) Uh, seem like they got my life on the big screen Z-Ro versus the world, feel me round one [Z-Ro] Is it reality or just a fable The most
crunk at all times Al-D and Z-Ro, and the S.U.C. is still in effect Screw you resting in peace, and they still on yo motherfucking dick [Z-Ro] Candy
[Z-Ro] My mind just goes off and wonders, cause it ain't stable See I be fantasizing, bout putting food on the table Cause in the ghetto my hood, prison
and I got buzzed Out of frustration came aggravation Depression coming down in my mind Kept a nigga confused and straight crying Dying, from sweet sticks in line Throwed off in my my mind
to war, in the midst of gun play (more or less) Only taking head shots, (it ain't no need to have a vest) [Z-Ro] When I roll I roll solo, with my 4-4
