| [Z-Ro:] I'm from | |
| Missouri City | |
| Texas, Ridgemont to be exact | |
| Where you haters come, to get your wig stomped | |
| And 9-1-1 is just a number, cause the laws ain't coming | |
| We all got glock 40's, and let em thump | |
| So before, | |
| I sell my soul | |
| A nigga like me'll do my whole sentence, with no parole | |
| Damn it I'm tired of falling short, everytime | |
| I set a goal | |
| But if we get pulled over | |
| I'm gon claim what's mine ain't gon try to act like | |
| I don't know who it's fo' | |
| Y'all niggaz be telling lies, straight up snitching | |
| Probably piss sitting down cause y'all women, with your make-up on switching | |
| Me I stand up on ten toes, won't fall for nothing | |
| Fuck a percentage | |
| I need the total, it's all or nothing | |
| I never ran from anybody, a coward | |
| I can't be that | |
| Or get beat the fuck up by one of these hoe ass niggaz, | |
| I just can't see that | |
| I'm the King of the | |
| Ghetto mayn, they call me | |
| Z-Ro Yeah it's cool to take a picture, but don't fuck with me hoe cause uh [Hook:] | |
| Z-Ro, don't play no games-games | |
| Hell naw, | |
| I don't play no games-games | |
| Stash spot for my burner, in my car do' mayn-mayn | |
| Yeah I'm rapping, but | |
| I'm still trapping stacking that dope mayn-mayn [Z-Ro:] | |
| If you hang with haters, you might pick up some of they produty | |
| Since I love me how | |
| I am, one deep is how | |
| I gotta be | |
| If ends don't make his best friend, the victim of a robbery | |
| So I don't expect none of my people, to ride or die for me | |
| I handle my own beef, | |
| I don't need back-up | |
| Cause if they talking bout jumping me, | |
| I'm raising my gat up | |
| See all I have in this world, is my balls and my pride | |
| Fuck talking about you behind your back, | |
| I'm trying to see your eyes | |
| Then I say something, unlike these mark ass niggaz because they stay bumping | |
| Telling motherfuckers they whip, but can't afford to lay away something | |
| And every bad bitch come around, they swear they had em | |
| But when they close enough to touch, niggaz won't reach out and grab em | |
| I ain't never, had to lie on my poll | |
| Cause everytime it get swoll, | |
| I select something to fold and leave it swoll | |
| Hope she don't try to go through my pockets, when | |
| I'm asleep though | |
| Yeah it's cool to bump and grind, but don't fuck with me hoe cause uh [Hook] [Z-Ro:] | |
| I talk like and walk like, a gangsta my nigga | |
| One in the chamber, in case | |
| I meet up with danger my nigga | |
| You fail to plan, then you plan to fail | |
| I plan on receiving residuals, from all my record sales | |
| I stand on stages alone, just me and the microphone | |
| Do one of your favorite songs, take some pictures then | |
| I'm gone Instead of going to a mansion, | |
| I'm headed back to the block | |
| It's time to get the trap cracking, | |
| I move marijuana and crack rock | |
| Not saying that you're bad, for saying | |
| I'm chasing cash | |
| Cause depending on rap money, | |
| I'd be broke and on my ass | |
| Whatever I gotta do, to stay up on my feet | |
| It's a guarantee | |
| I'ma do it, until | |
| I see me deceased | |
| Now if you do some hoe shit in front of me, | |
| I'ma let you know | |
| And if it hurts you to hear it, don't come around a real nigga no mo' | |
| Take your feelings out your pockets, cause it means nothing to | |
| Z-Ro Yeah y'all can make motherfucker feel guilty, but not me though [Hook x3] |
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