[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 n**** like me'll do my whole sentence, with no parole
d*** 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 n***** be telling lies, straight up snitching
Probably p*** sitting down cause y'all women, with your make-up on switching
Me I stand up on ten toes, won't fall for nothing
f*** 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 f*** up by one of these hoe a** n*****, 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 f*** 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 b**** and my pride
f*** talking about you behind your back, I'm trying to see your eyes
Then I say something, unlike these mark a** n***** because they stay b**ping
Telling m************ they whip, but can't afford to lay away something
And every bad b**** come around, they swear they had em
But when they close enough to touch, n***** 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 b**p and grind, but don't f*** with me hoe cause uh
[Hook]
[Z-Ro:]
I talk like and walk like, a gangsta my n****
One in the chamber, in case I meet up with danger my n****
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 a**
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 s*** in front of me, I'ma let you know
And if it hurts you to hear it, don't come around a real n**** no mo'
Take your feelings out your pockets, cause it means nothing to Z-Ro
Yeah y'all can make m*********** feel guilty, but not me though
[Hook x3]
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 n**** like me'll do my whole sentence, with no parole
d*** 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 n***** be telling lies, straight up snitching
Probably p*** sitting down cause y'all women, with your make-up on switching
Me I stand up on ten toes, won't fall for nothing
f*** 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 f*** up by one of these hoe a** n*****, 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 f*** 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 b**** and my pride
f*** talking about you behind your back, I'm trying to see your eyes
Then I say something, unlike these mark a** n***** because they stay b**ping
Telling m************ they whip, but can't afford to lay away something
And every bad b**** come around, they swear they had em
But when they close enough to touch, n***** 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 b**p and grind, but don't f*** with me hoe cause uh
[Hook]
[Z-Ro:]
I talk like and walk like, a gangsta my n****
One in the chamber, in case I meet up with danger my n****
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 a**
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 s*** in front of me, I'ma let you know
And if it hurts you to hear it, don't come around a real n**** no mo'
Take your feelings out your pockets, cause it means nothing to Z-Ro
Yeah y'all can make m*********** feel guilty, but not me though
[Hook x3]