Z-Ro
[Z-Ro:]
I'm a Ridgemont soldier, state of Texas stunner.
King of the ghetto, even when I was a new comer.
24 hours a day, I be sendin' fellas under.
If they people want revenge, I never worry or wonder.
When my muthafuckin' beef comin'.
Nigga this Rap-A-Lot mafia, head 'N' chief comin'.
Everybody claimin' they got gorillas in they click. Why they be lyin'?
When automatics start buckin' they turn them monkeys on the vine.
Tryin' to get away from the drama.
But my barrel be spinnin' like a set of Yokohama.
I gotta blame it on my messed up childhood, this how I turned out.
Hotter than first degree burns, unable to burn out.
[Hook:] [x2]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name mayne.
Z-Ro, makin' these haters mad that's my thing mayne.
Z-Ro, I'm real & I ain't gon' never change mayne.
Z-Ro, me & a piece of platinum that's the same thing.
[Z-Ro:]
We ain't ridin' on no horses around here.
We get it how we live, that's why it go down around here.
We goin' through things, plenty plenty pain around here.
I cheerin' a smoke ass, we don't play games around here.
Everybody livin' wild, nobody tame around here.
On they click 'em juice with evil in they brain around here.
Since the turn of the century, it ain't been the same around here.
Must be a soldier or get voted, just to claim around here.
Some people say we a fashion show.
Don't let the Screw tapes fool you 'cause we be blastin' hoe.
This is what it sounds like when we ride on our enemies.
Houston Texas, we pullin' negative energy.
[Hook:] [x2]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name mayne.
Z-Ro, makin' these haters mad that's my thing mayne.
Z-Ro, I'm real & I ain't gon' never change mayne.
Z-Ro, me & a piece of platinum that's the same thing.
[Z-Ro:]
Be all up in my face, when I be sangin' that song.
But when haters be up in my face, I be swangin' that dome.
Because patience is a virtue that I don't have.
And you a fool if your thinkin' that I won't jab.
I hate the world is the kind of attitude I got.
But I could justify reasons for any dude I shot.
So I never be watchin' my back, Jehovah do it for me.
I'm not a criminal, just tryin' to keep t-bone in my tummy.
I'm as good as the best of them.
Or as bad as the worst.
Lil' fella you can find out, don't make me have to pull my iron out.
I do my dirt but I hide it like a bottle of Zydine.
[Hook:] [x2]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name mayne.
Z-Ro, makin' these haters mad that's my thing mayne.
Z-Ro, I'm real & I ain't gon' never change mayne.
Z-Ro, me & a piece of platinum that's the same thing.
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