mouth Know you wonder why I'm the most hated rapper down south I'm so deep they can't reach what I be talking about With the same size foot you couldn
But them broads I deal with got me still singin I hate you bitch I don't wanna die lonely But I kno 90% of the hoes jus fuck with z-ro tryin to get rich I
you say I can't But I don't give a fuck about ya'll I'm about my bank I hope you feel that bitch look at you You could put your wig back ain't nobody
life, bitch I done seen and heard it all So I'm one deep till my casket, I ain't fucking with y'all [Z-Ro:] I use to ride or die for you, like you was
square I don't do fair, I'm a Clover Gee I thank you for your jewels, they look better on me You over there with a naked neck, I got three on me My baretta
cheddar I know you mad, cause my Benz got a lil' leather I'm a go-getter, stacking my paper high I told Z-Ro when I met him, nigga I'ma ride We fuck them
, I ain't calling you niggaz I bet Mo City remember, when I took it over with rapping 51-11 Ridgevan, moving that crack bitch I was stacking Residuals redeemingly, I
got arrested then you bitches got bold What you thought I wasn't coming back, to bomb on you hoes I heard the rumors for myself, Z-Ro signed for ten Here I
you love living your life, leave me alone I live the life, I sing about in my song They hate me unitl I'm gone, they hate They hate me until I'm gone
motherfucker And I won't be disrespected, by none of these youngsters I got my hand I got pass, I got a trunk bitch a liver pump [Hook] [Z-Ro:] Is
lead I murder for money half right now, the other half after I get that bitch I ain't gotta tell niggaz I'm Cripping, they know I'm Hoover But I got
a glock up under my charm Better recognize nigga, I cause bodily harm I got a tommy gun, I call that bitch body-be-gone See I'm a playa slash murderer, you
Z-Ro] I be feeling like Pac, because I wonder if they still down Facing homicide from haters, but my homies didn't even spill rounds Fuck y'all, I hate you
Talking:] Z-Ro the Crooked, AKA King of Da Ghetto Representing Assholes By Nature [Z-Ro:] I always been a soldier, but I never did look for no wars I
So all you haters hate me, as I make a little mo' [Hook] I'm going platinum this time, (this time-this time) I think you fellas, better respect my mind (mind-mind) I
night, if only for one... niiiiiiiiight" [Chorus One: Z-Ro] + [Trae] [Z-Ro] I wish I could have my loved ones back Cause I'd love to have my loved ones
am I, Z-Ro the Crooked I'm not a hoe But instead of busting your head, I'ma go on and let you go I'ma receive my blessing, better believe my weapon Is
class mayne Ain't got a diploma, but got knots of cash mayne To you haters I'm a waiter waitin to serve somebody I kill all you motherfuckers but I [Chorus: Z-Ro