[Hook] [Z-Ro:] (what's going on), realizing I'm on the edge My every thought is aggravated assault, and get my bread For the love of money, motherfuckers disappear That's
Vertaling: Z-Ro. What's Going On.
song [Hook] [Z-Ro:] (what's going on), realizing I'm on the edge My every thought is aggravated assault, and get my bread For the love of money, motherfuckers disappear That's
[talking:] What's up lil' mama, they call me Z-Ro the Crooked King of Da Ghetto, know I'm saying You wanna be the queen, let me holla at ya [Z-Ro:] You
fuck everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul Finally, I found me [Hook x2] Man fuck, finally I found me Man fuck you hoes, I found me [Z-Ro] I
if we just surrender, and trust in our faith We'll all come together, the world will be safe [Hook] [Z-Ro:] I'm on a mission, to heal my people Republicans
a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga make him vomit On the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound I be flying on a plane but the dope is on the ground Headed
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
swelling on his pimping, ride out tonight [Z-Ro] Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind
a fo' do' [Z-Ro] Slow Loud And Bangin', all in my trunk Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk I blow on skunk, I blow on doja Military minded
78, reminiscing on the past 16 years old trying to get into Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash Now it's like we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange It's like they got intentions, on
, for what we do When I'm in my drop, or in the hoodo Pull up on the block, with grey on the blue With four 18's, and banging Screw I don't give
Pain, my middle name Lord please have mercy on my soul, I can't maintain Pain, my middle name Lord please have mercy on my [Z-Ro] I haven't smoked a
For saying what he said, about Screw Look who your style is named after motherfucker, you number two And you know what come before one, nigga this mouthpiece Z-Ro and S
going as planned We dropped Kingz of the South you better check the song again So when you need a tight verse what you going to do Call flipper Ro you
Keep my money in my pocket I never leave it with hoes Put a ring on my own finger cause I sleep with Z-RO Homie I'ont giva fuck about what you drive or
the flo, flo, flo [Z-Ro:] Now every time I ride, I got a pistol on my side Screwed Up Click until it's over on the Southside I keep my mind on my money
