I got to lite one You ain't even got to wonder if you doin' somethin' wrong 'cause it's all on "bitch" You got the right one. [Hook: Z-Ro] It's that
drunk and smoke weed all day, Tell me who gon' fuck around with Joseph Wayne McVey? Alot of niggas mumble under they breath about what they gon' do, Runnin up on Z-Ro
my phone Matta fact all you niggas can leave me alone I just want my money And now one of my fake ass homeboys won't get none from me [Z-RO:] I don't
I'm ready to die fo cause of my life, The reason why I'm anti-social and built a way around my life! Ain't nobody but me, Z-Ro The Crooked in the flesh
[Z-RO Talking] Guess who's back? (HAY) [laughs] That's right, king of the ghetto (HAY) The Mo city don, Z-RO the crooked (That's Right) That's my mothafuckin
[Z-Ro] Hey, why they hate me like I stole something To make a nigga want to roll something But I'm they closest partner, if I let them hold something
a jacker Fuck stay in the FED, I roll one deep with my infrarizzed Leaving a bald spot, in a Z-Ro hater's head [Hook:] I live the thug life, bitch on
2] [Z-Ro:] Go on and put me for a show, I want ten grand plus half the do' No sub in the front just plain Z-Ro, not a substitute cause I ain't gone go
[Z-Ro] Dubya-dubya-dubya-dot, fuckallayall dot com Run up if you want to nigga [Intro: Z-Ro harmonizing] Blues ain't the way that I lose How I get gray
ahead, I'ma brandish my Baretta So one mo' kill one mo' murder, one mo' homicide Challenge my authority, and I'ma show you how to ride [Hook] [Z-Ro]
reads one deep So I need only one lil' momma, one cup of codeine and one Swisher sweet Weight of the world is on my shoulders because I'm thuggin But
we thugging on, my word is born [Z-Ro] They lay me down, lay the pistol in my palm, must thought It was over, when they put two in my back plus put one
's looking for a thug You with that ladi-dadi, but I'm a hottie hottie Then Daz Dilinger said, you better ask somebody [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Bitch you,
Classified's on your mind Southside I bring it to you live, so please don't underestimate me Or my niggaz Trae, Dougie D and Z-Ro sing the hook for me [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro
there little mama Why don't you come and take a ride with me We could smoke us a poooo-ound Hit the Telly, and can and gon cloooo-own baby [Z-Ro] Well
[Hook - 2x] This is my wooooooorld Z-Ro, king of the ghettoooooo [Z-Ro] Once upon a time, not long ago There was a hustling motherfucker, with a cold
(*talking*) Yeah, let me count that up right there Real shit, know I mean, you know I mean, what's up Z-Ro Yeah, this a real one, inhale that shit nigga
bedrooms, gated residential-aire E.S.G. and Boss Hogg, ask the Presidential playa Roley, mansion, my click expanding fa sho Swanging on 4's banging Z-Ro