Tinted our cars, platinum bars, weed delivery run I roll big chronic with chunks of hash to puff with my +CASH+ [Chorus 1 + 2] [J-Ro] King T, X to the Z
Westside of thangs (Killa Cali motherfuckers) Where the gang bangers hang The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard Where I write rhymes, so hard niggaz swap my tradin' cards 'Cause my
t stop To my nigga Diamond D, you don't stop To my nigga DJ Pooh, you don't stop To my nigga J-Ro, you don't stop To that nigga E-Swift, you don't stop
don't go check on my momma, don't send no price to me I'm tryna raise my kids from a penitentiary Stayin on my knees, praying they don't grow up to be
Every mornin' I wake up I start my day off wrong, Firin' up that kush before I even put my clothes on. Load my Glock .40 before I even wash my face, I
a keep my gas in my tank Keep my money in my pocket I never leave it with hoes Put a ring on my own finger cause I sleep with Z-RO Homie I'ont giva fuck
better my mother with J and put my foot back on the gas [Hook: Z-Ro and Pimp C] [Verse 3:] Sunday morning I'm pulling out my bitch, I'm looking good
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 back (if only for one niiiight
That's on my momma trust, nobody but friends to my kin For the slightest disrespect I'ma commit another sin When I... [Chorus] - 1/2 [Z-Ro] Tragedies happen in my
to see me dead And they can't stand the fact that Joseph McVey is backed up by bread Holla [Chorus] [Z-Ro] (Say Ridgemont!) Mo City my motherfuckin hood My
motherfuckers keep FUCKIN with me doe mayne In case you don't know my name, I'm 'bout to tell you my name Z-Ro the Crooked, "King of Da Ghetto," all about my
you made me fall in love again [Z-Ro - over Chorus] Okay Screwed Up Click Yeah [Z-Ro] Whenever you need a nigga call me up I'm on my way Sex or serious
sky [Z-Ro] Cause everything's gon' be alright [Z-Ro] Too many problems in my life I find myself unable to maintain The nigga that was takin over my brain Redesignin my
my cool I tryed to chill but they keep on speakin my name so now they bout to get interested to my pain Momma please forgive me for what I'm about to
(feat. Z-Ro, Paul Wall and Yung Redd) [Lil Keke:] That's Right Ain't I? Don Ke, Z-Ro The Crooked Yung Redd, Paul Wall, baby Ain't I Thank I Thank I Ain
guarantee, y'all niggas coppin' my chain Cause y'all jackin' my style, you can't fuck with my flow (flow) And she a dyke bitch, you can't fuck with my
yard bumpin' this beat [Chorus: Z-Ro] Ever since I could remember I been on my grind, All the time Nothing but paper and pussy and the finer things on my
home, 'fore the Devil run in your house [Verse: Z-Ro] Now snitch fellas get up under my skin That's why I don't mess with friends Unless it's my Mac-