Z-Ro - Continue 2 Roll

[Z-Ro:]
My hand grabs the wheel & foot mashes the pedal
Block to block corner to corner, lookin' at the devil
Makin' my brothers think they got 9 lives
They was so gangsta 'til Lucifer got 'em caught up in a drive by
Little kids witness fathers & uncles pass on
Then they grow up to get they blast on
Everybody sayin' that the black community is out of control
Even in the suburbs, brains get blown
They blame rap for the murder rate
But people go to the movies, they see murder for 7 dollars then they imitate
What they done seen on Terminator 1 through 3
Swarchenegger's the Governor, we get L I F E
Innocent victims get a free ride to the grave
People that work hard get robbed for every penny they save
It's like it ain't gon' ever change, this world we live in cold
I hit my Hypnotic & then I Continue To Roll.

[Hook: Tanya Herron] [x2]
La la la la la la, as we Continue To Roll.

[Z-Ro:]
Can't even ride through the hood no more
Without police pullin' us over, lookin' for ounces of dough
Just 'cause I'm black & got diamonds on my gold teeth
Ain't enough evidence to say I sold a quarter ki
But even still that's the way it is
And the main reason homes are broken & baby mamas shed tears
And have to raise they kids one deep
In & out of relationships, looking for a man so people pardon creeps
But what I see is just a soul tryin' to survive
The main reason why D-boys hustle with 20's & dimes
Lil' mama I feel your pain tryin' to get ahead
Don't let that be the reason with 24 hour open legs
I know life is hard nosed.
Will we ever get our 40 acres & our mule? Only God knows
Ain't no love seem like it ain't gon' ever change, this world we live in is cold
Hit my gin & juice & then I Continue To Roll.

[Hook: Tanya Herron] [x2]
La la la la la la, as we Continue To Roll.

[Z-Ro:]
Ain't no love in the sex no more, I see Bloods killin' Bloods
And cuz killin' cuz, I remember when it was
La familia when we threw the sign
But brothers don't keep it gangsta, when brothers be doin' time I ain't lyin'
That's why everybody be on they own
Talkin' to they partner baby mama on they mobile phone
Hood ain't hood, it don't matter where you livin'
Somebody from your hood, will try to make you take their place in prison
Ask my partner Griffin why they be snitchin' & tellin'
Watchin' your pocket gettin' jealous 'cause they mail ain't swellin'
Before you know it you a felon waitin' on a release
Thinkin' revenge 'cause a friend got you took off the streets
And then they wonder why I roll solo
When I'm in the hood, don't consider Z-Ro as your homey no more
Let Ro go 'loc seem like it ain't gon' ever change, this world we live in is cold
Hit my Mississippi Mud & Continue To Roll.

[Hook: Tanya Herron] [x4]
La la la la la la, as we Continue To Roll.