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| from Tha 12 Disciples Of S.C.R.E.W. - Part 2 (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Let The Truth Be Told (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Let The Truth Be Told (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Let The Truth Be Told (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Let The Truth Be Told (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Let The Truth Be Told (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Life (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Z-ro(Self Entitled) (2005) | |||||
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from Bun-B - Trill (2005)
[Intro]
Smoke somethin, bitch UGK, hold up, talkin bout, uhh [Pimp C] Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga Polo fuck that Hilfiger Made myself a ghetto star On the slab, sippin barre Smokin weed, sellin white Them other niggaz shit don't come back right That's how niggaz get popped Trying to get the cheaper price Watch yo' paper, guard your life Cause most these niggaz ain't livin right Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight Cause niggaz out here jack every night I keep my mind on my money nigga fuck the fame Big face hun'erds, keepin the game Hittin the corner in the candy thang Sittin on leather, grippin the grain [Chorus: Z-Ro] + (Young Jeezy) Good weed, good drink, big money, we- (AYE!) Rollin in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin grain (YEEEAH!) I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed [Bun B] Well I came in the door, I said it befo' I never fuck a hoe without head no more I never pull up in nuttin less than a four And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile I send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile You can have the bitch nigga, I ain't sending men out Smoke weed and freestyle, no instrumental Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A. Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA Head to the H, where the hoes will fuck three way Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say Never hear a hoe say no I won't, no I can't Stop it and no I don't Cause a bitch know that I might just explode And slap her in the face with a pie a la mode Cause a nigga gettin throwed [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Young Jeezy] (adlibs) You already know what it is, nigga Snowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga USDA I grind hard (grind hard) and play harder (play harder) Break out the pot (YUP) heat up the water (DAMN!) Swear to God the minivan do tricks Hit the bricks hit the lions and wow, there go them bricks Slide through the hood (HOOD!) sittin on some big wheels Niggaz coppin white and turn flips like cartwheels Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day (AYE!) Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (G-YEEEAH!) [Chorus] [Jay-Z] Big money, mayn - we only ride the best This one and only, big homey Tried to told you I'm thug, ha So far I'm tourin on foreign land Worldwide I'm known for the Arm & Hamm- -Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man (But the flow's like dope) So it's on again Started with the block, hit it brick by brick Then I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hit I'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clip The competition is none, they deceased to exist Let it breathe a little bit He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz' Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl Sure, y'all niggaz want war Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw Y'all should want more (and more, and more - uhh!) [Chorus] - repeat 2X |
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from Bun-B - Trill [Screwed & Chopped] (2005)
[Intro]
Smoke somethin, bitch UGK, hold up, talkin bout, uhh [Pimp C] Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga Polo fuck that Hilfiger Made myself a ghetto star On the slab, sippin barre Smokin weed, sellin white Them other niggaz shit don't come back right That's how niggaz get popped Trying to get the cheaper price Watch yo' paper, guard your life Cause most these niggaz ain't livin right Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight Cause niggaz out here jack every night I keep my mind on my money nigga fuck the fame Big face hun'erds, keepin the game Hittin the corner in the candy thang Sittin on leather, grippin the grain [Chorus: Z-Ro] + (Young Jeezy) Good weed, good drink, big money, we- (AYE!) Rollin in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin grain (YEEEAH!) I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed [Bun B] Well I came in the door, I said it befo' I never fuck a hoe without head no more I never pull up in nuttin less than a four And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile I send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile You can have the bitch nigga, I ain't sending men out Smoke weed and freestyle, no instrumental Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A. Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA Head to the H, where the hoes will fuck three way Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say Never hear a hoe say no I won't, no I can't Stop it and no I don't Cause a bitch know that I might just explode And slap her in the face with a pie a la mode Cause a nigga gettin throwed [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Young Jeezy] (adlibs) You already know what it is, nigga Snowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga USDA I grind hard (grind hard) and play harder (play harder) Break out the pot (YUP) heat up the water (DAMN!) Swear to God the minivan do tricks Hit the bricks hit the lions and wow, there go them bricks Slide through the hood (HOOD!) sittin on some big wheels Niggaz coppin white and turn flips like cartwheels Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day (AYE!) Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (G-YEEEAH!) [Chorus] [Jay-Z] Big money, mayn - we only ride the best This one and only, big homey Tried to told you I'm thug, ha So far I'm tourin on foreign land Worldwide I'm known for the Arm & Hamm- -Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man (But the flow's like dope) So it's on again Started with the block, hit it brick by brick Then I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hit I'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clip The competition is none, they deceased to exist Let it breathe a little bit He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz' Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl Sure, y'all niggaz want war Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw Y'all should want more (and more, and more - uhh!) [Chorus] - repeat 2X |
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| from H-Town Underworld - Vol. 1 (S.L.A.B.ed) (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - I'M Still Livin (2006) | |||||
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| from H-Town Underworld - Vol.1 (2007) | |||||
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| from U.G.K. - Underground Kingz (2007) | |||||
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| from Z-Ro - Straight Profit (2011) | |||||
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from Z-Ro - Straight Profit (2011)
(*talking*)
Ha ha, 2000 and 1 Z-Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don Getting off my chest, know I'm saying Cut these all the way off people, feel me Yeah, this how it go, fa sho (Z-Ro) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, fo' I'ma come down, it's your partna Z-Ro Never been a hoe, never been a broad Every night 'fore I go to sleep, I gotta talk to God One time, gotta keep it real Got gold and diamonds in my grill I'm for real, doing it like a song Bleeding on the boulevard, all day long Gots to get paid, in this damn rap game Gotta get my feddy, gotta get my change Me and my partna P-Roy, doing it every day in the struggle Hold up my nigga, one day we gon bubble Nigga we'll shine, we gon put it down I'ma pimp my motherfucking pen, one time Hold up, nothing but syrup in my cup Riding on tre buck, and I don't give a fuck About the law, nigga fuck the FED I'm up in the game, just to stack a big head Family getting fed, me and my wife wed I'ma come down, I'm a Southiside vet (Hook: Bettye Sterling) Hold it down, like the sun we're gonna shine And let it all swing out, I ride with Southside Hold it down, like the sun we're gonna shine And let it all swing out, I ride for Southside (Z-Ro) Like a drama bull, plus I got pull When you see me on the damn scene, you know I'm fool Popping handle bars, popping a X I don't give a fuck, it's feeling warm in my chest And I hope that God bless me, to get a platinum plack Ain't no turning back, once I get the stack Once I ain't cutting no slack, up in the game Said it one time, now everybody know my name Hollin' Ro, do another show Wanted me to swang down, on another 4 Charge twenty grand, for a show Plus, I want half of the do' In this rap game, to get all the do' I'ma come down, I got my shine on glow Hollin' at the Big Steve, Mafio R.I.P., to the Fat Pat though (Hook: Bettye Sterling) (Z-Ro) Hold up, cause we balling See us coming down looking good, and we crawling Ain't falling, I ain't stalling Coming down outta town, birds I'm hauling To get paid, nigga I got my family on my mind I'ma put it down, that's why I'ma shine All in they face, like a motherfucking moon A star, a sun and my uzi weigh a ton Sitting in the microphone booth, going off Working with the hard, working with the soft In the motherfucking game, stacking my change I'm in the motherfucking zone mayn On my motherfucking block, it go down I'm the thoedest and the coldest, nigga there is in H-Town Know I'm saying, I ain't playing, steady spraying (Hook: Bettye Sterling - 3x) |
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from Z-Ro - Straight Profit (2011)
(Z-Ro)
So much struggle and pain, I'm stuck in the game Can somebody, help me please I'm so sick of motherfuckers, steady capping up in my face Cause they got, a little cheese I'ma be on my way, to pay one of these days Ready to bust, one of these A to the K's Can't even count, how many blunts I blaze Wetter than syrup slide, riding on the way Can't nobody talk about pain like me, and that's about a god damn shame Nigga been pen pimpin ever since '91, and I'm still in pursuit of my change I done been through a group, and a solo tape Trying to stay out the kitchen, and cook no mo' cakes Can't stay on no crack, but I'll sell you a track And then a nigga, headed to another photo tape Trying to walk, on the straight and narrow But the straight and narrow, just to gets so thin Gotta fall off sometimes, but he know I'm trying Not trying to sin, trying to earn the dividends Wonder why a nigga like me, bleed the fair Ever heard about rent, gotta pay that there Everybody everywhere I go, need somewhere So we living our life, like we don't care When I'm posted up, I sting like a wasp Z-Ro paid the cost, to be the boss Me and my niggaz, use to be thicker than sauce Now, they don't even come to the house I'm drowning in pain feeling the pain, and I really do miss my kin But a motherfucker like me, gotta feed my family One deep, I bring the bread in (Hook - 2x) I think you better let it go, just to let you know haters We been down too long, y'all can't hold us down no mo' (Slim Chance) It's Ms. Slim Chance, I'm going for the crowd and I make 'em dance Everytime I grab the mic, and take the stand How many mics I gotta break, till I make some grands They say I'm ready, cause I wreck the flow Say they got pathetic, won't let it go All about the money, gotta get it and go And if you ain't spending money, then you out the do' No time for the games, try stay on my toes So if you asking that bullshit, better let it go Trying to get me a mill ticket, fuck getting sold Spitting the flow hitting the optimo, and I think you better let it go (Trae) You better let it go, before you get rushed in the game Why everybody, wanna be yelling my name Don't they know my stress, will make a nigga do thangs All the time, cause I be living thoed in the game 24/7, I be wrecking the microphone And leaving everybody stuck, cause I'm wrecking on every song And tell them hating ass cats, who wanna hate me I'm fin to bust on sight, when cocked with a beam It's a dirty game, but I gotta mash for mine Ain't no more waiting, I'm fin to take what's mine I'm a Guerilla Maab nigga, in the midst of plex Knocking niggaz on rest, to collect my checks Now what a wonderful world, we living in The way of life, got a nigga living in sin All that I wanted, was to make dividends Maybe get my T. a new house, with a Benz to get in And my kin folks, a platinum plack We done dominated rap, and y'all know that And if you didn't know that, you better let it go We been down too long, and I'm letting y'all know (Hook - 2x) (Z-Ro) You going ball, steady trying to stand tall Never do nothing, but crawl Better get up off your knees, and develop some N-U-T's Wannabe's, and the wanna-be-me's I really been stilling, my status There's never ever, gonna be another me Gonna take, too much practice I got too many motherfucking zones, up under the mattress Situation at hand, these motherfuckers Wanna talk down on me, cause I shine Even though I went a long way, I gotta keep on going So I read the root, when I grind Sure is funny to me, when a nigga give me my card Another one's, talking down Thinking they deserve the credit, they big headed like Frankenstein But sound like, Z-Ro when they rhyme One deep individual, up under God Keep faith, in you Jesus Lord But I really wanna know, will it ever get around to the good part I'm so sick of the struggling, I wanna be bubbling But they setting up, road blocks Automatic mouth piece, fully loaded and cocked And all enemies, must be dropped Fuck it I said it first, and I'ma say it again I'm in it to win, I'm never gon rest My 16's be like a quest, better sit back and prepare for my address Collaborated, by the Southside V-E-T Singing off always, R-I-D-G E-M-O-N-T, and a nigga gon stay one deep (Hook - 3x) |
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| from Z-Ro - Straight Profit (2011) | |||||





