Zero

Zero - Ride All Day lyrics

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[Z-Ro:] 

Now you might catch me bobbing my head, but you will not catch me dancing 

You might catch me getting at a broad, but you will not catch me romancing 

One of the finest emcees out of Houston Texas, from the South end 

Where everyday one of my people, lays down in a coffin 

Yeah it's a lot of playa haters, lip boxing homie 

They don't wanna see me squeezing it, until the empty clips dropping homie 

So accurate with my aim, you best repent for your sins 

My gun cocking is a reminder, that your life is bad at ten 

Though, I don't wanna hurt nobody 

I will not hesitate, to put fo' in your body 

Don't get it twisted, I don't be rapping about smacking fellas to sell c.d.'s 

I'ma really lay my hands on somebody, forget a MP3 

This is real life, secluded from society but this is still life 

Trying to go from thinking about it, to definitely I will life 

After I save myself, I'll be in a position where I can give life 

Thanking Jesus, cause we wouldn't be here if he didn't give his life 



[Hook: x2] 

Ride all day, ride all night 

Can't figure out to stay out of county, 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:] 

I ride all day, just me and a fat sack 

In case I'm spotted by jackers, I got my black backpack 

With the black mack in it, give me fifty feet or have your hat dented 

I just need a whole lot of, leave me alone 

Bending corners in the Crentley, dripping paint on the streets 

I'm getting paid, everytime I put my pain on a beat 

Sitting on top of 22 inches, glassed up ain't nothing like the fast bucks 

That's how I keep, good kush weed in a bone 

These spreds longs, tend to act so-so 

Just like a brother can't get no love, when his do' low 

Me and my brothers, we do the best that we can 

While trying to give y'all the world, but all we got is two hands 

Tell me why when a hustler get locked up, or take a major loss 

The same woman that was down like fo' flats, will tell him to step off 

That's why I roll, solo 

Hell naw you can't get in with me, cause I don't need no help smoking this do-do 



[Hook x2] 



[Z-Ro:] 

These days, everytime I ride by 

From shining so hard, I can be spotted by the blind eye 

But I'm not capping, just informing y'all that I'm doing rather well from rapping 

Although my records never made it gold, or made it platinum 

But I got a lot of ice, a couple cars and a couple spots 

I don't go to jail no mo', cause my payroll includes a couple cops 

So am I riding dirty, I think y'all already know 

Hydrolic stash spot, is a guarantee the laws gon let me go 

I'ma keep on rolling around, and rolling up this good 

Z-Ro in love with Mo City, and needs no help holding up his hood 

Matter fact I'm one deep, till I see my grave 

But I'm trying to stick around long enough, to see my daughter grown up and paid 

Besides, I don't need nobody calling Sandra 

Or Dorothy Mathews, about me and this bad news 

That's why, I'ma hide behind the limosine tint 

Bending corners with plenty kush, and coedine getting bent 



[Hook x2]
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