Lyrics Never Been.lrc Z-Ro
[id: pshjcuys]
[ar: Z-RO]
[al: Angel Dust]
[ti: Never Been]
[length: 04:49]
[00:11.97]The less I fuck with you niggas, the better I feel
[00:15.09]Don’t know no nothin’ else what I can be if I wasn’t real
[00:18.10]I borrowed those lines from Plies, that’s just how I feel
[00:21.01]Brass knuckles and a 38 with a beam, that’s just how I chill
[00:24.12]AK-47 and a ski mask, that’s how I kill
[00:27.12]Professional dranka’ my nigga, my cup will never spill
[00:30.10]Where I’m from, the police is the only thing I’ll run from
[00:32.90]Only thang on my mind is money, and what bitch I can get some from
[00:35.96]I ain’t never been a bitch, don’t know how to be a hoe
[00:39.36]Only thing I know how to do is collect my dough
[00:42.24]So if you owe me money, pay me on time
[00:44.71]8-7-tre-4-2-4, death before dishonor on mine
[00:47.87]Me be a punk, I would have to leave this world for that
[00:50.51]Matter fact my momma coulda’ had a girl for that
[00:53.32]If I hold my hands a certain when I’m in the courtroom
[00:56.64]That could guarantee me walkin’ out of the courtroom
[00:59.94]Ain’t no other rapper got a set of skills like Ro got
[01:03.11]I swear I’m half a man and half machine, call me Ro-bot
[01:05.96]You ain’t gotta wonder if Z-Ro gon’ ever sell out, Z-Ro not
[01:08.88]From Greenspoint to Mo-City, Texas, all of that’s Ro block
[01:11.63]Kick door burglars started in my hood, so watch yo’ door lock
[01:15.06]Kick that bitch in, roll in yo’ shit, take everything and then roll out
[01:17.95]That was ’94, I was hiding out, homicide was trying to find me
[01:20.89]Ain’t that a bitch, now I got my whole city and state behind me
[01:22.82]I’m cool as a popsicle, in the freezer, in the winter time
[01:26.36]But I’m a damn fool and a half about respect, so give me mine
[01:30.17]Uhhh, so when they lay me in my hole
[01:32.25]They gon’ say that was a man right there homie, I put that on my soul
[01:35.56][Hook]
[01:36.60]I ain’t never been a bitch or don’t know how to be a hoe
[01:38.47]Only thing I know how to do is go get the dough
[01:41.53]The cheese, the bread, the feria, lucci
[01:44.70]Hoe I just want what’s in your purse, you can keep the cuchi
[01:47.97]I ain’t never been a bitch or don’t know how to be a hoe
[01:50.55]Only thing I know how to do is go get the dough, Heyy
[01:54.02]Even if they kill me I ain’t going no where
[01:56.50]Turn up the volume to the radio, I’ll be right there
[01:58.85](Ro-Pac) It feels so good to be free, I ain’t even thinkin’ bout a penitentiary
[02:05.51]Apple sauce and yellow grits, that ain’t breakfast
[02:08.77]T-bone steak and eggs back in Screwed Up Texas
[02:11.81]Ain’t a thang change, everything still the same
[02:14.67]Haters still hate the gangbangers still bang
[02:17.58]But we still fuck with it, lil’ body that’s makin’ change
[02:20.99]Snitches still need a record deal cuz they still sang
[02:23.97]You ain’t no woman, you a bitch to me
[02:26.40]And a friend, still ain’t shit to me
[02:29.33]Everytime I make a hundred thousand dollars, here they come
[02:32.51]If I’m doing bad, they the ones I don’t here from
[02:35.81]Y’all niggas ain’t real like Hawk and Screw
[02:38.68]And since y’all ain’t them, y’all the ones I’m talkin’ too
[02:41.50]Y’all niggas ain’t shit, y’all pussies and some tits
[02:44.65]But got the nerve to say you a blood or a crip
[02:47.75]First one to set trip, but the first one to run
[02:50.95]Own six or seven guns, but you never shot one
[02:53.75]I praise towards the sun everyday before I’m done
[02:56.58]When it rain on me it ain’t water, its money by the ton
[02:59.62]I’m only one man with an Earth worth of foes
[03:02.72]They hate me in the hood, in public and at my shows
[03:05.63]If looks can kill I die when they ride by
[03:08.78]But ask them why they hate me and they don’t know why
[03:11.53]Send a playa through hell and back, then they sent me to prison
[03:14.60]But check me out homie I’m free and I’m still livin’
[03:17.72]So many women and men don’t want me to win
[03:20.53]I got God, that’s why they bullets can’t break my skin
[03:23.68]Roll foreign in the winter, American in the spring
[03:27.37]Any other time a playa, stretch Hummer limousine
[03:29.75]Whether you see me in person, or in a magazine
[03:32.69]I keep bags of purple, ain’t no mo’ bags of green
[03:35.83]I’m white t-shirt, white wands and blue jeans
[03:38.77]The MVP and the only player on my team
[03:41.66]The female scream cuz I’m the man of they dreams
[03:44.25]I’m represented by my piece, chain, watch and my ring
[03:47.53]Yea I’m on the radio, yea I’m on the television
[03:50.55]But never sellin’ my soul is the most important mission
[03:53.94]No mo’ whippin chickens up in the kitchen, nigga please
[03:56.60]If I ain’t pimpin my bitches, then I must be over seas
[03:59.76]I drop a lot of CD’s, that’s how I make cheese
[04:02.77]So much ice in my mouth, my breath is a cool breeze
[04:05.51]Pardon my rainbow, a playa just had to sneeze
[04:08.78]My game tight 360 degrees
[04:11.75]I ain’t a fresh prince, I’m a muthafuckin’ king
[04:14.61]This ain’t a pistol, this is a muthafuckin’ machine
[04:17.54]50 caliber brown, and this is something you never seen
[04:20.21]Big enough to hit when it miss, and it don’t need a beam
[04:23.67]I shake a lot of hands, walk across a lot of stages
[04:26.70]My signature at the bottom of a lot of pages
[04:29.69]Even without a diamond I still shine bright
[04:32.49]And I hog the lime light, that’s because I rhyme tight
[04:35.52]Kush keep my mind right, cuz I stress so bad
[04:38.53]Sometimes I lose my temper and get so mad
[04:41.58]But a voice say, “Ro, focus and get yo’ cash”
[04:44.55]You wanna know if I do that, you better bet yo’ ass, BEOTCHH!
[04:48.84]Year of Release: 2013