Zero

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[Z-Ro:] 

I'm from Missouri City Texas, Ridgemont to be exact 

Where you haters come, to get your wig stomped 

And 9-1-1 is just a number, cause the laws ain't coming 

We all got glock 40's, and let em thump 

So before, I sell my soul 

A nigga like me'll do my whole sentence, with no parole 

Damn it I'm tired of falling short, everytime I set a goal 

But if we get pulled over I'm gon claim what's mine 

ain't gon try to act like I don't know who it's fo' 

Y'all niggaz be telling lies, straight up snitching 

Probably piss sitting down cause y'all women, with your make-up on switching 

Me I stand up on ten toes, won't fall for nothing 

Fuck a percentage I need the total, it's all or nothing 

I never ran from anybody, a coward I can't be that 

Or get beat the fuck up by one of these hoe ass niggaz, I just can't see that 

I'm the King of the Ghetto mayn, they call me Z-Ro 

Yeah it's cool to take a picture, but don't fuck with me hoe cause uh 



[Hook:] 

Z-Ro, don't play no games-games 

Hell naw, I don't play no games-games 

Stash spot for my burner, in my car do' mayn-mayn 

Yeah I'm rapping, but I'm still trapping stacking that dope mayn-mayn 



[Z-Ro:] 

If you hang with haters, you might pick up some of they produty 

Since I love me how I am, one deep is how I gotta be 

If ends don't make his best friend, the victim of a robbery 

So I don't expect none of my people, to ride or die for me 

I handle my own beef, I don't need back-up 

Cause if they talking bout jumping me, I'm raising my gat up 

See all I have in this world, is my balls and my pride 

Fuck talking about you behind your back, I'm trying to see your eyes 

Then I say something, unlike these mark ass niggaz because they stay bumping 

Telling motherfuckers they whip, but can't afford to lay away something 

And every bad bitch come around, they swear they had em 

But when they close enough to touch, niggaz won't reach out and grab em 

I ain't never, had to lie on my poll 

Cause everytime it get swoll, I select something to fold and leave it swoll 

Hope she don't try to go through my pockets, when I'm asleep though 

Yeah it's cool to bump and grind, but don't fuck with me hoe cause uh 



[Hook] 



[Z-Ro:] 

I talk like and walk like, a gangsta my nigga 

One in the chamber, in case I meet up with danger my nigga 

You fail to plan, then you plan to fail 

I plan on receiving residuals, from all my record sales 

I stand on stages alone, just me and the microphone 

Do one of your favorite songs, take some pictures then I'm gone 

Instead of going to a mansion, I'm headed back to the block 

It's time to get the trap cracking, I move marijuana and crack rock 

Not saying that you're bad, for saying I'm chasing cash 

Cause depending on rap money, I'd be broke and on my ass 

Whatever I gotta do, to stay up on my feet 

It's a guarantee I'ma do it, until I see me deceased 

Now if you do some hoe shit in front of me, I'ma 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 

Yeah y'all can make motherfucker feel guilty, but not me though 



[Hook x3]
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