maintain [Z-Ro] Now I done had pistols to my head befo' Woke up with a dead body, in a bed befo' Don't ask me why, only talk to Z-Ro I'm noid, never
I'm down with T.I.P. If them niggaz come together know how much paper we could see? Slim Thug and Z-Ro, y'all s'til bullshittin Need to sit down, take
(feat. Lil' Flip, Z-Ro) [Pimp C] Hold up (Hold Up), we jammin [Chorus] I can't let nobody hold me down-these ho's could never hold me (never hold me
(feat. Tanya Herron, Z-Ro) [Pimp C (Tanya Herron):] Huh!! (I miss yooouuu, I'm talkin to you baaabbbyyy) Dedicated to everybody that lost somebody knalmtalkinbout
-talamatoda, Big swangers on my Roder So they talking about my money in the city like promoters [Hook] [Verse 2: Z-Ro] I'm done so my criminal record
and put my foot back on the gas [Hook: Z-Ro and Pimp C] [Verse 3:] Sunday morning I'm pulling out my bitch, I'm looking good Nothing but diamonds around
[Z-RO Talking] Guess who's back? (HAY) [laughs] That's right, king of the ghetto (HAY) The Mo city don, Z-RO the crooked (That's Right) That's my mothafuckin
kitchen wipping up a batch Batch of them pies for all the time guys Watching out for the FED they be in disguise Looking like G looking like ballas Looking
[Z-Ro:] Who is my friend who is my foe, I just can't tell no mo' Cause seem like everywhere I go, somebody got a problem with Ro It might be somebody
Z-Ro: Look i knew this fella named frank who had bank from pullin manuvers no descrimination for fity his brother will do ya His whole life he been broke
(feat. Big Boss) [Z-Ro:] H-O-U-S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-S Where you can get good weed good drank, or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click
ain't down with Just another fake friend, trying to chop the Benz Helping to plead my ends, looking for a win Lying with a grin, trying to sneak back in [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro
the main mo'fuckers, killing us Tripping out here, for these god damn streets To look good in these streets, to have thangs In these motherfucking streets, man fuck these streets [Z-Ro
Big time... [Z-Ro:] No more pain, I'm bout to overdose on it I ain't never had no good times, I put my dogs and my locs on it Chain smoking, cigarettes
a man cry, till it was my own eye [Z-Ro:] (what's happening now) in the year 2006, ain't nothing chang ed for Ro 12 albums strong looking for do', but
Z-Ro] Hey, why they hate me like I stole something To make a nigga want to roll something But I'm they closest partner, if I let them hold something Good
[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
slaughter Dejaun in the back, and he got the camcorder Recording everything, the 4's gon swang Still pulling up, on Fondren and the Main Looking lovely, got to look good