Lyrics:
don't even remember his ass
She down for Z-Ro and do anything I ask
Cause I hit her with the mule
That's the reason why these broads be tripping
used to thug niggas, it's too many young niggas with.
Too much of liquor, too many drugs in em, too many clicks, too much swag nigga,
Too many niggas
straight step off, and get fucked up
Nigga Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nuts
So don't come around now bitch
When you showed everybody, all kinds
respect my residence
Or get one in your wig man
Z-Ro the Crooked done learned his lesson
Depending on his people they no-shows
Won't even help a nigga
That shit is never off
Pissed em off
They probably wishing a nigga didn't exist at all
Ion blame em dawg
Z.wilson is stacking degrees the green
was gettin' too much money
Too many niggas in whips sittin' on 20's
Too much connections to the streets, y'all niggas doin' somethin'
And after
every night
Oh yea oh yea
Too many Shawties in my life
They know I got the vibe
Yea
Ma lo ma ro kpe mo broke
No be garri we dey soak
The Money too much e
at the hospital
Niggas give me advice, really want me on the block with 'em
Rap money come too fast, ain't gotta invest in no stocks, nigga
I get every drop
[Z-Ro]
Forgive me for my sins, cause I'm not perfect
Just trying to get it like I live, but is it really worth it
Niggas done fell to my heater,
and feel the pain of my nigga Z-Ro
Over money I lose sleep, sell work, fuck sheep
Spit heat on beats, to make my, ends meet
Press hard on tablet sheets,
and feel the pain of my nigga Z-Ro
Over money I lose sleep, sell work, fuck sheep
Spit heat on beats, to make my, ends meet
Press hard on tablet sheets,
(yeah)
Told so many lies to these broads (too many lies)
Blew so much money, poped so many bottles
Yeah I fucked a bitch just because (just because)
[Repeat: x2]
When we in the club, we got guns
You don't wanna run up, on that Z-Ro and that Bun
Shit talkers, get a hole in they tongue
Shake
That's my new addition, nobody in it
Chop shops in the hood, no karate in it
So much money, got a money tree
Whoop so many niggas' ass, shit we money team
Dumb-dumb, da-da-da-da-dumb, dumb-dumb
Dumb-dumb dumb-dumb, da-da-da-da-dumb, dumb-dumb
On the latest roll with my boy Z-Ro here
Z-Ro you ready
that other shit
So nigga you will get ran through out here
Don't call my bluff I'd rather
See you make it
Ain't no need to be fucked off
It's too many
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
longer than a mile
Told 'er dro, nigga jay-z flow 'll make em overdose
Do it like a rocka fella, nigga rock it acapella nigga
Too many reasons causin'
a crib for your mama
One too many enemies, they all for the drama
Count your money by the millions, way too many commas
Yeah, my nigga Jeezy
Shinin'
live to spite we
We done hear the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga (fuck)
We ain't gotta pretend (2 chainz)
We don’t fuck with you
Remember if you sew it, it'll read right back
So when you treat a nigga wrong, the heavens'll handle that
[Chorus]
[Z-Ro]
Got a name for myself now,
Bunch of skinny motherfuckers
You want to know how real my shit is?
Nigga, go read the motherfuckin' newspaper
You trick-ass nigga
Heyyyyy, huh how many
breath won't lead to young death
Fuckin' up shit and shit by the killin'
For a nigga labled as bein' A mothafuckin' aillian
But you don't know me, a record
limping, to a crawl you out of time
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
H-Town streets it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a burial plot
D-Town
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