Tag: Pud Park

Z-ro – Friends Lyrics

This one right here, goes out to my real nigga Nate My nigga Grey-D, out that Pud Park Ride or die nigga, you know I’m saying It’s me and you, till the grave homie uh [Z-Ro:] I use to kick it with the people, I thought were friends There was no envy or jealousy, cause ain’t nobody have no ends But only time would tell, true character traits Cause the niggaz I figured to be real, turned out fake I remember we smoked sherms, just to pass the time Going hard as we did, no wonder some of us lost our mind Cause you can’t think straight, on that good gorilla piss Especially by yourself, smoking five or six Formaldehyde takes over the mind, can’t you understand If your partna go to tripping, remember he still your man Heard my friend, pulled a pistol on my friend in ...