Z-Ro Z-Ro Lyrics

The Life of Joseph W. McVey Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 On My Grind
  • 2 Z-Ro
  • 3 These Niggaz
  • 4 King of the Ghetto
  • 5 2 Many Niggaz
  • 6 I Hate U Bitch
  • 7 Hey Lil Mama
  • 8 So Much
  • 9 That'z Who I Am
  • 10 Everyday
  • 11 Crooked Officer
  • 12 Why?
  • 13 Happy Feelingz
  • 14 Z-Ro (Screwed)
  • 15 2 Many Niggaz (Screwed)
  • [Z-Ro]
    I'm a Ridgemont soldier, state of Texas stunner
    King of the ghetto, even when I was a new comer
    24 hours a day, I be sending fellas under
    If they people want revenge, I never worry or wonder
    When my motherfucking beef coming
    Nigga this Rap-A-Lot mafia, head-n-chief coming
    Everybody claiming they got guerillas in they click, why they be lying
    When automatics start bucking, they turn them monkeys on the vine
    Trying to get away, from the drama
    But my barrel be spinning, like a set of Yokohama
    I gotta blame it on my messed up childhood, this how I turned out
    Hotter than first degree burns, unable to burn out

    [Hook - 2x]
    Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name mayn
    Z-Ro, making these haters mad that's my thang mayn
    Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon never change mayn
    Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum that's the same thang

    [Z-Ro]
    We ain't riding on no horses, round here
    We get it how we live, that's why it go down round here
    We going through thangs, plenty plenty pain round here
    I cheering a smoke ass, we don't play games round here
    Everybody living wild, nobody tame round here
    On they click em juice, with evil in they brain round here
    Since the turn of the century, it ain't been the same round here
    Must be a soldier or get voted, just to claim round here
    Some people, say we a fashion show
    Don't let the Screw tapes fool you, cause we be blasting hoe
    This is what it sounds like, when we ride on our enemies
    Houston Texas, we pulling negative energy

    [Hook - 2x]

    [Z-Ro]
    Be all up in my face, when I be sanging that song
    But when haters be up in my face, I be swanging that dome
    Because patience is a virtue, that I don't have
    And you a fool, if you thinking that I wonc1


    Written by: Anthony Gilmour, Joseph Wayne Mcvey, Mike Dean
    Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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