Z-Ro

Mo City Don Freestyle

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(*talking*)Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y`allBeen waiting on this here, yeah shitR.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, GatorAll the fallen soldiers man, SouthsideEastside, Westside, Northside, know I`m sayingAll my partnas, all your dead partnasBut shit I still feel stress, still gotta get somethingOff my chest, while these hoe niggaz be doing whatThey be doing, I don`t know though, shit fuck itWe gon stay two deep in a fo` do`[Z-Ro]Slow Loud And Bangin`, all in my trunkTrunk full of funk, I ain`t never been a punkI blow on skunk, I blow on dojaMilitary minded, I`m a motherfucking soldierOut the streets, of the Ridgemont 4Not no bitch, and say I still ain`t a hoeLetting niggaz know, everyday of the yearI pimp my pen, and I get my point clearWhy niggaz wanna talk down, I don`t knowGotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the 4With my 4-4 on my side, when I rideReady to do another homicide, in a pine boxAnd I`m gone, nigga old gloryI`m H-Town to Cali, just like Robert HorryIf I do a murder, flee the murder sceneNo missing shortage on the drank, I can`t find no leanFrom Southwest to Southfese, bitch it`s about war not bout peaceNigga like me, I`m bout knocking out teethKnow I`m saying, I`ll loose your grillA nigga coming down, in the Coupe DevilleLooking gravy, looking real throwedI`ma be the nigga, pulling over at the fucking cross roadWith my K on my side, I`m ready to rideAnd if I gotta go, it`ll be a homicideMe and another nigga, on the way to the Golden GateA nigga like me, can`t waitJust to make it, to another dayGotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my wayWhen I come around your corner, so slowIt`ll be the nigga, in the damn PoloThat`s the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain`t barringWhy I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreignSaid it like I said it, in the old schoolSome niggaz they be red, but Z-Ro blueI come around your corner, but I ain`t set trippingBut I will, wet niggaz and wet womenWith the calico, I had to let a motherfucker knowThat I come around your corner, in a Lincoln four do`A fox photo, cause I do it in a flashNigga watch out, cause that could be your assI rhyme so long, rhyme so strongI flicks my bar, sip then I swoll onGet on, the motherfucking benchAnd when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fenceThey wonder where I went, they keep lookingI don`t give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hookingOr maybe like Lenox, I`m strong to the finishI`m like the ghetto Popeye, but I don`t need spinachI`ma keep going, I keep on flowing just like the NileMillion dolla mouthpiece, everytime I smileLook and load a, nigga ashtrayEverytime he smile, he can turn the night to dayYou can open up the pop, and let the smoke come outWe don`t give a damn, bout a crooked ass copCrooked officer, crooked officerMake a nigga wanna blow the badge, off of yaMe and Dougie, my motherfucking brotherR.I.P., to my motherfucking motherThat`s the Dorothy Marie McVay MatthewThere`s ten toes planted, in my motherfucking shoeI gotta be a man, hope you understandThere`s nothing but the work, and the calico in my handOn a corner on the Ridgevan, and I`m serving a fiendA real live B-Boy, and you know what I meanI be stacking up chips, like LegoDark on a pump, just like Calvin KatoHouston to the Rocket, a four-peat like CometsI don`t give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga make him vomitOn the grind, I`ma take a trip on GreyhoundI be flying on a plane, but the dope is on the groundHeaded to Lake Charles, or headed to LafayetteMaybe off in Alexandria, but I ain`t finished yetI gotta make a hoe I-10, I sinThen I, do it againI get my ends, I`m in my motherfucking Benz-eGot these hoes running round, in a friendseI be busting full clips, till they emptyA piece of potent pussy, might tempt meRain is trying to send me, to the PenitentiaryThe main reason why, I ain`t friendlyI`m wired up, but I ain`t on no damn slaughterDejaun in the back, and he got the camcorderRecording everything, the 4`s gon swangStill pulling up, on Fondren and the MainLooking lovely, got to look goodI throw up Ridgemont 4, cause that`s my hoodNever been a hoe, I`m letting hoes knowI gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T, but first a G-OL-D, a motherfucking plackI keep it straight and simple like that, hit a bitch from the backAnd I use my, motherfucking toolMake her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule

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