Текст песни Z-Ro - Nigga From the Hood, слова песни Z-Ro

Текст песни Z-Ro - Nigga From the Hood

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[Chorus]Too many niggas, trying to take me off of my gameJust a nigga from the hood, that`s looks some goodNow they all want to to jock my fameWhen I coming down in my ?born?And I`m rolling one deep that should tell you about meI don`t give a damn about none of you hoesI blast on sight cause I ain`t tripping no more[Z-Ro]You can`t knock my hustle, ain`t no games gone be playedEven haters a hundred miles away, deuce out they shadesComing down one deep, I ain`t gone stop and try to speakI keep on rolling mean mugging as I pull on a sweetI gave a cool package of sellers, because I knocked down yellasKeep a 4 for myself and a 4-4 for the jealousCause them boys be scoping, intoxicated and hopingThat they run up on Z-Ro I leave they flesh wide openLet them take me for what, cause I be damned if I slipBeretta beam in the club same thang on my hipAnother case like that, if you don`t think I bring thatRun on up and I`ma bust and flip your brain like crack[Chorus][Z-Ro]Nothing but dollars we clock, show after show we gone rockPimpin hoes in the five double o and baby mamas gone jockWhat the fuck is the deal, somebody pass me the killRubatussin and marijuana, one time and I pealDon`t let a snitch see my dope, cause the snitches gone squeelIf they play with my freedom, you know a coffin gone feel Niggas be working with louds, I`m gone work on they jawsPutting snitches in ditches cause I know they be talking boutEvery move that I make, that`s why I be solo when I bakeCooking up in the kitchen come up with a ounce with no flakesCause when I say get back, before my finger start itchingBetter believe when I relieve my stress you might come up missingI don`t be kissing no ass, take a hit and dump the ashI`ma chop on 20`s with sparkling oak on my dashI`m too low to descirbe, out the Screwed Up tribeRead about it in the Source, Murda Dog and the Vibe[Chorus][Z-Ro]Remember back in 94 they use to laugh at me babyNow it`s year two triple o broads be after me babyCan you recall when I was sparkling now I hide behind 10Cause being in a drop with a escallade I know you want to know where I wentI got a bitch named Lucy, for me she sell her coochieFinest in the vagina for lunch when I feel like sushiSee it to the day we fall, we ball out of controlEveryday at my low key location hoes fall out of they clothesRange Rovers and Hummers, 45 glock gunnerPlus I`m a pen pimping veteran, smelling plex among new comersHow you love a platinum plack it means I`m already goldIt ain`t no joke I`m in the scope, five hundred thousand already soldI`m throwed off in the mind, mic and producer and booms no ?reap? in the wineSmoke to relax my mind, radio songs go lemon limeFuck a neuse a niggas might go thet there to the po po why pop itGiving out my phone number on the daily cause it won`t hurt my pocket[Chorus][Z-Ro: outro]Man, what`s the god damn deal, Southside, Northside, Eastside, WestsideIt`s your boy Z-Ro, knocking down the door in year two triple oS.U.C. for life, screw you, it`s for you babyHeavy Weighters, my nigga Toon, R-O, Big M-O-EZ to the Ro, Geurilla Maab affilliated, know what I`m sayingPutting it down, new millenium it`s ours, get that baby

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Nigga From the Hood

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