[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
I'm ready to die fo cause of my life, The reason why I'm anti-social and built a way around my life! Ain't nobody but me, Z-Ro The Crooked in the flesh
[Chorus:] I wake up in the morning and I ask myself. Is life worth living, should I blast myself? Before I go to sleep at night, I ask myself. Is life
-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
do it like you do They ain't got it like you do Boss. [Z-Ro:] I'm just ridin'. [Mya:] I'm just ridin'. [Z-Ro:] On my grind. [Mya:] On my grind. [Z-Ro
(feat. Billy Cook) [Intro:] Screwed up click for life Z-Ro tha crooked aka tha king of the ghetto but ya'll can call me rotha vandross this year yo ya
drunk and smoke weed all day, Tell me who gon' fuck around with Joseph Wayne McVey? Alot of niggas mumble under they breath about what they gon' do, Runnin up on Z-Ro
[Z-Ro:] Let me ask you something why you spend all your time talking about me Cause I'm smokin drinkin and getting paid and you still doing bad without
[Verse 1: Z-Ro] Uhh... I'm already living my dream but I remember when it was a vision to me to see myself on top and spending some cheese comin from
be nice, my face is frowned up everywhere I go, and I can't sleep nights I'm in my ride tryin to find my foes (Why You Be Trippin Z-ro?) [Verse 1:] They
my phone Matta fact all you niggas can leave me alone I just want my money And now one of my fake ass homeboys won't get none from me [Z-RO:] I don't
struggle so I had to get out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin fast All about my cash [Z-Ro:] No weapon
[talking:] That's right nigga, King of the Ghetto in this. Check it out. I'd like to thank my fans, for all the love mail and the hate mail, Every time
[feat. Gucci Mane & Chris Ward] [Intro/Hook: x2] Haters got me wrong... haters got me wroooong... Haters got me wro-ooo-ong. [Z-Ro:] Early in the morning
And I got no problem hullin myself cause she my queen Half the time I spoil her half the time I'm tryin to get her out her jeans Z-ro still a gangsta
don't wanna die lonely But them broads I deal with got me still singin I hate you bitch I don't wanna die lonely But I kno 90% of the hoes jus fuck with z-ro
(CHORUS) K.I.N.G. THe Mo City Don I Know You Heard About Me and This Mission Im On Not an R.A.T, Im Just Trying to live on, Not in a Penententary I\'d
Most Not The Less Top-Top Notch Hoes Get The Most Not The Lesser Trash Like The Fuck With 40 Dollars In The Club [Verse 1: Z-Ro:] I stay in pimp mode
