[talking:]

Z-Ro the Crooked, AKA King of Da Ghetto

Representing Assholes By Nature



[Z-Ro:]

I always been a soldier, but I never did look for no wars

I walk with God, but I still receive bruises and scars

Everybody was shitting on me, for no reason

Couldn't wait to get my money right, and finally get even

Remember when I pushed the canary colors, with a pocket full of lint

Booster cables was necessary, for everywhere I went

Sold dope for a minute, till my nigga start snitching

Guess they didn't wanna see a nigga, get money out the kitchen

'Fore my mama died (mama said), people gonna hate ya

Cause they can't do what you doing, cause they women wanna date ya

Be ready for it, it's gon happen all day long

If everybody got love for ya, you doing some'ing wrong

That's why I strive to please Z-Ro, keep my money on the low

Cause if my friends try to get me, they gotta go

You can hate me all you want, cause I'ma use it for my good

Thanks for helping me, to make it out the hood



[Hook: x2]

This one is to my real niggaz, that hate me every single day

Because of you, I make the world pay

Ain't got no love for nothing that got love for me, cause love ain't live

They don't love me, they love my nickels and dimes



[Z-Ro:]

Everytime I pray to God, I ask him to forgive me for all my flaws

But I'm paranoid, I can't keep my pistol out my drawas

Seem like everytime I move, somebody watching me

But still I continue to pay my dues, it ain't no stopping me

Till I'm satisfied, until then I'm left to ride till it's over

But I travel with no passengers, you can't ride if you ain't doja

I don't even trust myself, so where you think you stand with me

Fuck everybody, I feel like everybody out to get me

If it ain't so, tell me why I live like this

Po' than a motherfuckers, but I still give like I'm rich

I promise trying to make it to heaven, is hard as hell

Especially now, when all I receive is pictures and mail

Motherfuckers was plotting on me, just to get me out the way

You them ride or die niggaz, I use to fuck with everyday

I appreciate y'all, for turning your backs

Once I was alone, all my poverty turned into stacks



[Hook x2]



[Z-Ro:]

If you look me in my eyes, you will find no emotion

The reason why I pass my homies up, and keep on coasting

Cause life has been hard, and they ain't make it no better

Making a mockery out of Joseph McVey, for lack of cheddar

But now I make the world, pay me jewels and riches

Remember when I gave a fuck, about you niggaz and bitches

But when I was doing bad, I couldn't get up out the pit's hand

Couldn't even spend the night, when I didn't have a spot to live in

I barely had enough scratch, for a dime sack and a cigar

To the world, I was just another nothing ass nigga

But I made it out the ghetto, in the nick of time

Right before I let my Z-Ro haters, see me lose my mind

It's a different ball game, now I'm in the major leagues

No longer have to be dreaming, just to see me play with G's

I know my haters, can't stand me

Cause everyday they homeboys and homegirls jam me, I'm loving it



[Hook x2]