(Chorus) I hate you bitch (x3) I never thought I?d say?. I hate you bitch (x3) I never thought I?d say? Too many years I done paid the price Why you gotta
team We keep one hundred, like Z-Ro says \"One Deep\" Crush you like a three hundred pound linebacker, still feel it when you sleep Dont cross tha penlty line, thats you
swanging lanes, sipping gray taste That's the purple and we turning circles If you wanna hate You'll get rolled over and bounce, like I do my scrape plate
crawlin Ha, money talks, if you not talkin, then stop callin [Verse 3: Chamillionaire - imitating Z-Ro] Try me just one time, I show you the proof I
we be I'ma tell you once, you better let me be In the zone, cause I'm thoed off Niggas wanna think, that I fell off But I gotta stay four steps, ahead
] [Z-Ro] Z-Ro the Mo City Don, bigger my bricks and profits It's evident that I'm a President to the game, you can't baller block it You can't block
no soldier, you gon' hide and cry [Scarface] Pussies fabricated, I'm made, you hoes made up I speak like I live it doggie, you hoes hate us I cook and
you hatas can stop this [Hook x2] [Z-Ro] Jealous ass niggas started hating my song Your bitch ain't never met me, but my music puts her in the zone Z
I mind it fo' you, fuck around and go to let loose I ball with a beam, Z-Ro gon shine it for you Fuck around and blaze a blunt, then I'ma pull a stunt
[Hook x2] Keep watching me, and You fellas, gon see man You don't wanna fuck around, with these G's Fried out, sipping drank blowing trees [Z-Ro] I'
be the same old song You say you be feeling me, but I don't know You prolly just wanna be, backstage at a show Telling everybody you know, Guerilla Maab
ain't my name [Hook: Peaches & Z-Ro (Z-Ro)] Too many problems on my mind (on my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind) They wish I just started, to be a full time grind I
done showed you that I roll the Lac, I stroll the Benz Get the weed, I'll po' the end I'ma ball till I fall, fuck waiting till I score again We big
can relate Didn't wanna say that I'm wrong Cause I'm walking around, with a frown on my face I know, you wanna hate me But if you don't know, you better
face done showed you that I roll the Lac I stroll the Benz, get the weed I'll po' the end I'ma ball 'til I fall, fuck waiting 'til I score again We big
the ghetto I keep dropping bombs, cause I just can't let go I'm thoed in the game, hydro or that do-do Catch Z-Ro in slow-mo, Z-Ro not no hoe thogh I
you boppers and gold diggers We some million dolla niggas, you never gon get us Fuck y'all, I know you boys heard The year of the underdawg, and we repping the Dirty Third [Z-Ro
what are you doin I thought you said you was gon have a track Ready for me by this afternoon, you know This here ain't me, you know dat I gotta have somethin
