money baby, respect that [Hook: Z-Ro] I'm so high, (weed in my lungs Switchblades and guns, niggaz don't want none) I'm so high, cause I got a sack
Traduzione: Z-Ro. So High.
J-Ro] Every night I pray to god please, no more wack MC's I catch a few z's, wake up and bust these I get over like a high jumper, freaks be on my weinie
ain't never goin understand We been parking lot pimpin since 98', knahtalkinbout? I call it Texas talk That Big Moe That Trae, that Z-Ro That Charlie [
or coke My athlete flow make Doc show, soak his toes Make niggaz bow down, when I'm drunk off Gold Crown Pull out the pound, bust off my ro-ro-ro-round
Houston stripper pole dance in a Z-ro Fantasy to you, reality to me, And my g-pass is as valid as can be, I'm, I'm so fresh the stylist would agree, Waving
[Hook x2] Maabin, in the streets, until we die No more dope selling or robbing We platinum and gold That to make them diamonds shine [Z-Ro] I bleed
pho-to, last time you see a nigga so cold So be-low zero, so froze So-so rappers are so sore, hate his soul It ain't my fault I'm so rock'n'roll I'm
, last time you see a nigga so cold So be-low zero, so froze So-so rappers are so sore, hate his soul It ain't my fault I'm so rock'n'roll I'm just Hov
Like Wearin Those Lil Bitty Stones Man, Get U Some Rocks Man, Im Tha #1 Fly Boy, Im In The Building With Mike Jones, And Free My Nigga Z-Ro Cuz, [Chorus
nigga like me alive nigga I'm a soldier nigga, I ain't the type of nigga that complain nigga I roll with the punches ya dig, my nigga Z-Ro on the track
(feat. Z-Ro) Say Mike Dean, dig these blues.. [Z-Ro] Here I go again, running off at the mouth about busters Motherfuckers just mad at me, cause they
(feat. Z-Ro) [Chorus:] Sorry Lil Mama I Gotta Go Not Tryin To Hit And Run U But I Got Another Show So I Really Check Out Time Plus My Thang Leaves At
Say Mike Dean, dig these blues.. [Z-Ro:] Here I go again, running off at the mouth about busters Motherfuckers just mad at me, cause they diamonds ain
bitch So now you know, ain't no fucking with us Cause in God we trust, but in glocks we bust biotch [Z-Ro:] Asshole By Nature, Z-Ro the Crooked I ain
