Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know Been on this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, All the fallen man, Southside Eastside, Westside, Northside, I'm saying
All my partnas, all your partnas But shit I feel stress, still gotta get something Off my chest, while these hoe niggaz be they be doing, I don't know though, shit fuck it We gon stay two in a fo' do'
'Slow Loud And Bangin'', all in my full of funk, I ain't never been a punk I on skunk, I blow on doja minded, I'm a motherfucking soldier
Out the of the Ridgemont 4 Not no bitch and say I ain't a hoe Letting niggaz know, everyday of the I my pen and I get my point clear
Why niggaz wanna down? I don't know Gotta take a to Akapoko, from the 4 With my 4-4 on my side, when I to do another homicide, in a pine box
And I'm gone, nigga old I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert If I do a murder, the murder scene No missing shortage on the drank, I find no lean
Southwest to Southfese Bitch it's about war not peace Nigga like me, I'm knocking out teeth Know I'm saying, loose your grill A nigga down, in the Coupe Deville
Looking gravy, looking real be the nigga, pulling over at the fucking cross road With my K on my side, I'm ready to And if I gotta go, it'll be a
Me and another nigga, on the way to the Gate A nigga like me, can't Just to make it, to day get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way
When I around your corner, so slow be the nigga, in the damn Polo That's the Ralph Lauren, ain't barring Why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to
Said it I said it, in the old school Some they be red, but Z-Ro blue I come around your corner but I ain't set But I will, wet niggaz and wet
With the calico, I had to let a motherfucker That I come around your corner, in a four do' A fox 'cause I do it in a flash Nigga watch out 'cause that be your ass
I rhyme so long, so strong I my bar, sip then I swoll on Get on, the motherfucking And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the
They wonder I went, they keep looking I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I hooking Or maybe Lenox, I'm strong to the finish I'm like the ghetto Popeye but I don't spinach
I'ma keep going, I keep on just like the Nile Million dolla mouthpiece, everytime I Look and load a, nigga Everytime he smile, he can the night to day
You can open up the pop and let the come out We don't give a damn, 'bout a ass cop Crooked officer, officer Make a nigga wanna the badge, off of ya
Me and Dougie, my motherfucking R.I.P., to my mother That's the Dorothy Marie McVay There's ten planted in my motherfucking shoe
I gotta be a man, you understand There's nothing but the work and the calico in my On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm serving a A real live B-Boy and you know what I
I be stacking up chips, Lego Dark on a pump, like Calvin Kato Houston to the Rocket, a like comets I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch make him vomit
On the grind, I'ma take a trip on I be flying on a plane but the dope is on the to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette Maybe off in Alexandria but I ain't yet
I make a hoe I to 10, I sin, then I do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking Got hoes running 'round in a friendse I be busting full clips, till empty A piece of potent pussy, might me
Rain is to send me to the Penitentiary The main reason why, I ain't I'm wired up but I ain't on no damn Dejaun in the and he got the camcorder
Recording everything, the 4's gon Still pulling up on Fondren and the Looking lovely, got to good I up Ridgemont 4 'cause that's my hood
Never a hoe, I'm letting hoes know I gotta get a fucking P L A T but a G O L D, a plack I keep it and simple like that Hit a bitch from the and I use my motherfucking tool her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule