Z-Ro Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Freestyle Lyrics

f/ Bettye Sterling

 

 (*talking*)

 Ha ha, 2000 and 1

 Z-Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don

 Getting off my chest, know I'm saying

 Cut these all the way off people, feel me

 Yeah, this how it go, fa sho

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, fo'

 I'ma come down, it's your partna Z-Ro

 Never been a hoe, never been a broad

 Every night 'fore I go to sleep, I gotta talk to God

 One time, gotta keep it real

 Got gold and diamonds in my grill

 I'm for real, doing it like a song

 Bleeding on the boulevard, all day long

 Gots to get paid, in this damn rap game

 Gotta get my feddy, gotta get my change

 Me and my partna P-Roy, doing it every day in the struggle

 Hold up my nigga, one day we gon bubble

 Nigga we'll shine, we gon put it down

 I'ma pimp my motherfucking pen, one time

 Hold up, nothing but syrup in my cup

 Riding on tre buck, and I don't give a fuck

 About the law, nigga fuck the FED

 I'm up in the game, just to stack a big head

 Family getting fed, me and my wife wed

 I'ma come down, I'm a Southiside vet

 

 [Hook: Bettye Sterling]

 Hold it down, like the sun we're gonna shine

 And let it all swing out, I ride with Southside

 Hold it down, like the sun we're gonna shine

 And let it all swing out, I ride for Southside

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Like a drama bull, plus I got pull

 When you see me on the damn scene, you know I'm fool

 Popping handle bars, popping a X

 I don't give a fuck, it's feeling warm in my chest

 And I hope that God bless me, to get a platinum plack

 Ain't no turning back, once I get the stack

 Once I ain't cutting no slack, up in the game

 Said it one time, now everybody know my name

 Hollin' Ro, do another show

 Wanted me to swang down, on another 4

 Charge twenty grand, for a show

 Plus, I want half of the do'

 In this rap game, to get all the do'

 I'ma come down, I got my shine on glow

 Hollin' at the Big Steve, Mafio

 R.I.P., to the Fat Pat though

 

 [Hook: Bettye Sterling]

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Hold up, cause we balling

 See us coming down looking good, and we crawling

 Ain't falling, I ain't stalling

 Coming down outta town, birds I'm hauling

 To get paid, nigga I got my family on my mind

 I'ma put it down, that's why I'ma shine

 All in they face, like a motherfucking moon

 A star, a sun and my uzi weigh a ton

 Sitting in the microphone booth, going off

 Working with the hard, working with the soft

 In the motherfucking game, stacking my change

 I'm in the motherfucking zone mayn

 On my motherfucking block, it go down

 I'm the thoedest and the coldest, nigga there is in H-Town

 Know I'm saying, I ain't playing, steady spraying

 

 [Hook: Bettye Sterling - 3x]