Z-Ro here Z-Ro you ready ha, Rock yeah you dropping that hot shit You really dropping that hot shit ha, Z-Ro let me Hear what you gonna sing for this one, come on [Z
Traduction: Z-Ro. Sur la bonne voie.
-talamatoda, Big swangers on my Roder So they talking about my money in the city like promoters [Hook] [Verse 2: Z-Ro] I'm done so my criminal record
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 Nothing but diamonds around
kitchen wipping up a batch Batch of them pies for all the time guys Watching out for the FED they be in disguise Looking like G looking like ballas Looking
[Z-Ro:] Who is my friend who is my foe, I just can't tell no mo' Cause seem like everywhere I go, somebody got a problem with Ro It might be somebody
Z-Ro: Look i knew this fella named frank who had bank from pullin manuvers no descrimination for fity his brother will do ya His whole life he been broke
(feat. Big Boss) [Z-Ro:] H-O-U-S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-S Where you can get good weed good drank, or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click
the main mo'fuckers, killing us Tripping out here, for these god damn streets To look good in these streets, to have thangs In these motherfucking streets, man fuck these streets [Z-Ro
a man cry, till it was my own eye [Z-Ro:] (what's happening now) in the year 2006, ain't nothing chang ed for Ro 12 albums strong looking for do', but
Big time... [Z-Ro:] No more pain, I'm bout to overdose on it I ain't never had no good times, I put my dogs and my locs on it Chain smoking, cigarettes
[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
4] [Billy Cook:] Yeeeeeeah, I everlast I'm a R&B gangsta Oooooh, Z-Ro Billy Cook R&B gangsta Whooooa, yeeeeah [talking:] Feel that, Z-Ro the Crooked nigga Z-Ro
slaughter Dejaun in the back, and he got the camcorder Recording everything, the 4's gon swang Still pulling up, on Fondren and the Main Looking lovely, got to look good
up by bread Holla [Chorus] [Z-Ro] (Say Ridgemont!) Mo City my motherfuckin hood My nigga Grady and Mike Newsome in the streets up to no good Tryin to make good
