Letra de Platinum de Z-RoLetras de Canciones

Letra 'Platinum'

[Z-Ro]
Bout time, they opened up the do for Z-Ro
Cause I ve been dropping hits, since ten years ago
Trying to do it legal, and not slang yayo
If I can t get it legal, to the corner I go
I never took pride, in slanging cocaine
Never could get a job, but needed some mo change
C.d. s wasn t selling, because I had no name
Nothing but a t-shirt, no piece no chain
Too many times, I was ready to give up
Run up in a bank, and say this is a stick-up
Put my pain on records, and record sales picked up
The tears I done shed, led me to the big bucks
2000 and 4, I ain t broke no mo
Cause God is my life jacket, when I sink solo
I went to a hundred thousand, from a whole fo
So all you haters hate me, as I make a little mo

[Hook]
I m going platinum this time, (this time-this time)
I think you fellas, better 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]
They got me living in a 56, Mass L
My locker full of commsary, and my fan mail
My city saying Z-Ro, what you gon do when you get out of jail
I can t do no mo pyrexes, no mo scales
Trying to make a million dollas, off my melody
Couldn t see it coming, so I caught a state-jail felony
F-1 bunk twelve, there resides the stars
Special thanks to love, cause "I Hate U Bitch" climbed me to the top of the charts
Being free, is like being on lock
Niggaz still kick it with ya, but try to get some of what ya got
I ain t never seen, so many feminine men
Swear to God they holding in the world, but ain t nobody seeing dividends
That ain t the life of me, I had to get it
Might not be rich in the present, but I ma be rich in a minute
Cause I got three Cuzos sitting up high, rolling 24 s
Screaming A.B.N. get in the do , waiting for Ro

[Hook]

[Z-Ro]
Jealousy and envy, play a major role
Everytime a playa, try to get his pockets swoll
Somebody said I did this, and said I did that
Even told homicide, I pushed the homie s wig back
They don t wanna see, a nigga make it out of poverty
When will they realize, God is running with me ain t no stopping me
Probably never will, so keep on trying
You can clip my wings, but I see happiness in the sky so I ma keep on flying
Until I find, a rested place
So many battle scars, blood on my chest and face
Whether I m working or rapping 247, me and Satan be scrapping
He want my soul, but I ain t gon let it happen
Even if I lose my life, trying to chase my dream
Whoever do me, gon have hell when they face my team
I got them same three Cuzos holding me down, if I ain t coming back
Bet they bury me with g-stacks, plus a platinum plack

[Hook - 2x]