Lyrics Still In the Hood.lrc Z-Ro
[id: pshjgixx]
[ar: Z-RO]
[al: Z-Ro]
[ti: Still In The Hood]
[length: 04:32]
[00:21.49]Too many niggas trying to take me off of my game
[00:26.12]’Cause a nigga from the hood that done looked some good
[00:28.94]Now they all want to jock my fame
[00:31.88]But when I’m coming down in my Foreign
[00:33.55]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[00:37.23]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[00:39.63]I blast on sight ’cause I ain’t tripping no more
[00:42.18]Nigga I’m tired, this drama got me booted and fried
[00:44.85]At least I got records in the store bitch nigga, you getting dried
[00:47.45]Steady running around rapping and capping and talking shit
[00:49.97]I got gorillas everywhere, be careful who you walking with
[00:52.82]Southside, south-sid for live, wouldn’t want to be you
[00:55.51]Be running up on you, closed casket, nobody gonna see you
[00:58.11]Bitch it’s over, barely with Barber behind me in the rover
[01:00.84]My partner from Mercy told you we gon’ get you if we owe you
[01:03.96]Military minded, I’m a S.U.C. soldier
[01:06.33]Don’t want it if it’s hard ’cause the south lets you see over
[01:08.92]I’m trying to keep my head on, but it’s rolling off my shoulders
[01:11.43]When I lost my people goddamn, my heart was pumping colder
[01:13.92]Shedding crocodile tears, man folks feeling this pain
[01:16.67]And left a stain in my brain so I’m cracking like a window pain
[01:19.42]On the edge, having a conversation with my infrared
[01:22.13]All these fuck niggas can get it, two to the head and get dead
[01:25.03]Too many niggas trying to take me off of my game
[01:29.98]’Cause a nigga from the hood that done looked some good
[01:32.76]Now they all want to jock my fame
[01:35.50]But when I’m coming down in my Foreign
[01:37.35]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[01:40.89]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[01:43.38]I blast on sight ’cause I ain’t tripping no more
[01:45.18]It’s the return of Z-Ro the Crooked, busting heads strictly for cash
[01:48.58]Taking out contracts on haters with a beam and a mask
[01:51.20]You can run, you can hide but it ain’t no escaping
[01:53.53]I’m a trendsetter with a beretta, for real, it ain’t no faking
[01:56.67]I done showed up, then I poured up, then I blowed up like heats
[01:59.16]Diamond slugs up on my teeth, I done been violent, fuck the peace
[02:01.56]I got a slug for these haters that’s approaching me wrong
[02:04.41]Let them mash off in first class, there ain’t no coaching my song
[02:07.14]Hydro-V to the dome, with it on back to the chrome
[02:09.73]I’m kind of quick to click so get gone or catch one to the dome
[02:12.37]Mo-City Texas that’s my home, but I can roam all over
[02:15.11]So it’s ghetto, love these cats gon’ get me full up, on sober
[02:17.76]Real recognize real, and the fake gone fade away
[02:20.38]Use to selling drugs to get that pay, but god done made a way
[02:22.73]For me to stack my ends, my paper, my moola, my fetty
[02:25.49]And took this world by surprise, I knew you hoes wasn’t ready
[02:28.65]Too many niggas trying to take me off of my game
[02:33.86]’Cause a nigga from the hood that done looked some good
[02:36.42]Now they all want to jock my fame
[02:39.09]But when I’m coming down in my Foreign
[02:40.97]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[02:44.79]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[02:46.92]I blast on sight ’cause I ain’t tripping no more
[02:49.31]Remember back in ’94 they used to laugh at me team
[02:52.12]Now it’s year 2k2 women be after me, team
[02:54.59]But fuck a female, it’s all about my retail
[02:56.97]On tapes and CDs they was capping, I stay making daily breakers
[03:00.13]Seen me, and they chose to make tapes, up on the stage
[03:02.74]It used to be all about hooping now I’m all about getting paid
[03:05.45]Getting laid, I can miss it, I’d rather have my digits
[03:08.01]Trying to get up on me a stack, taller than the tallest midget
[03:10.82]I’ve more bitches than a red nose pit, with his mouth foamin’
[03:13.45]I be platinum ‘fore it’s over bitch, I put the South on it
[03:16.01]You should put your mouth on it, if you ain’t then zip it up
[03:18.64]Get off my dick bitch, right quick because I’m about to rip it up
[03:21.03]And for no reason at all, it’s fuck y’all
[03:23.48]Fuck around and get to busting so you best to duck dog
[03:25.91]I’ve been going through a whole thing, every day
[03:28.43]So I don’t give a damn if you get chose, man
[03:30.22]I got this K, and I don’t play
[03:32.34]Too many niggas trying to take me off of my game
[03:37.22]’Cause a nigga from the hood that done looked some good
[03:39.95]Now they all want to jock my fame
[03:42.88]But when I’m coming down in my Foreign
[03:44.70]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[03:48.28]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[03:50.79]I blast on sight ’cause I ain’t tripping no more
[03:53.45]Too many niggas trying to take me off of my game
[03:58.64]’Cause a nigga from the hood that done looked some good
[04:01.09]Now they all want to jock my fame
[04:03.84]But when I’m coming down in my Foreign
[04:05.91]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[04:09.60]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[04:11.95]I blast on sight ’cause I ain’t tripping no more
[04:14.63]Too many niggas trying to take me off of my game
[04:19.82]’Cause a nigga from the hood that done looked some good
[04:21.94]Now they all want to jock my fame
[04:25.28]Year of Release: 2009