cheddar! So all you mark ass nigga's get da fuck up outta dogde! Get ya life right with God, then if you want war let's go to war! It be a bunch of
da cheddar! So all you mark ass nigga's get da fuck up outta dogde! Get ya life right with God, then if you want war let's go to war! It be a bunch of
(feat. Lucky Luciano, Z-Ro) [Chorus: Z-Ro] Catch me ridin' on them numbers Either four, five or six hundred Top down, lookin' for a head hunter If it
[Intro:] It's a Biggy Beat. [Hook: Z-Ro] It's that pretty brown round, Driving Me Wild Ooh bitch your pussy's 'about to get a little greezier And the
t blessin it, If you get mad like I get mad, then you be agged like everyday, but all u gotta do is learn to let go and let god handle it, ain't nothin
I'll take yo shit and split it Hell naw she ain't no hoe She my old lady The one that's go gave 3 or4 of Z-ro's babies [Chorus:] Baby girl I'm used
Mr.Marsello And they be with me when they in texas don't par take it as a spy Harlum nights in stores where they drop it like it's hot So if your tryin
with it So I hold down the hammer, and I let myself go Since my fingerprints ain't on the bullets, they'll never know it was Z-Ro That's right I sneak
[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
but to keep my head right Got my name in candy blue letters, between my headlights Z-Ro the Crooked the Mo City Don, he's all about bread right [Z-Ro
a G But nevertheless, I'll say it again Z-Ro the Crooked know the key to survival, is fuck friends [Hook:] Friends, ain't no mystery why Z-Ro don't have
let you know And if it hurts you to hear it, don't come around a real nigga no mo' Take your feelings out your pockets, cause it means nothing to Z-Ro
going crazy Wait till they get a load of me, it's fuck everybody lately [Z-Ro:] In my '73, rolling on top of the trails Let down my window, and let
[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
Z-Ro the Crooked nigga, Z-Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don And it go down, and it don't stop cause it can't stop So therefor it won't stop, blades we
it to the left, whip it to the right Move it all around till they cook it air tight Let it dry, pop it out the jar, straight to the scale Wrap it up in
stick up, give them damn jewels up [Hook:] It don't matter, where you go You can search high, you can search low But it's guaranteed, you'll never find
