Lyrics Nigga From the Hood.lrc Z-Ro
[id: telndmim]
[ar: Z-Ro]
[al: Z-Ro vs. The World]
[ti: Nigga From the Hood]
[length: 04:16]
[00:11.25]Too many niggas, trying to take me off of my game
[00:16.50]Just a nigga from the hood, that’s looks some good
[00:19.26]Now they all want to to jock my fame
[00:22.20]When I coming down in my? born?
[00:24.20]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[00:27.86]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[00:30.58]I blast on sight cause I ain’t tripping no more
[00:33.17]You can’t knock my hustle, ain’t no games gone be played
[00:35.72]Even haters a hundred miles away, deuce out they shades
[00:38.53]Coming down one deep, I ain’t gone stop and try to speak
[00:41.27]I keep on rolling mean mugging as I pull on a sweet
[00:43.87]I gave a cool package of sellers, because I knocked down yellas
[00:46.84]Keep a 4 for myself and a 4-4 for the jealous
[00:49.46]Cause them boys be scoping, intoxicated and hoping
[00:52.21]That they run up on Z-Ro I leave they flesh wide open
[00:55.16]Let them take me for what, cause I be damned if I slip
[00:57.79]Beretta beam in the club same thang on my hip
[01:00.47]Another case like that, if you don’t think I bring that
[01:03.35]Run on up and I’ma bust and flip your brain like crack
[01:06.34]Too many niggas, trying to take me off of my game
[01:11.54]Just a nigga from the hood, that’s looks some good
[01:14.10]Now they all want to to jock my fame
[01:17.38]When I coming down in my? born?
[01:19.05]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[01:22.99]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[01:25.64]I blast on sight cause I ain’t tripping no more
[01:27.98]Nothing but dollars we clock, show after show we gone rock
[01:30.61]Pimpin hoes in the five double o and baby mamas gone jock
[01:33.56]What the fuck is the deal, somebody pass me the kill
[01:36.25]Rubatussin and marijuana, one time and I peal
[01:38.96]Don’t let a snitch see my dope, cause the snitches gone squeel
[01:41.73]If they play with my freedom, you know a coffin gone feel
[01:44.56]Niggas be working with louds, I’m gone work on they jaws
[01:47.23]Putting snitches in ditches cause I know they be talking bout
[01:50.13]Every move that I make, that’s why I be solo when I bake
[01:52.84]Cooking up in the kitchen come up with a ounce with no flakes
[01:55.50]Cause when I say get back, before my finger start itching
[01:58.40]Better believe when I relieve my stress you might come up missing
[02:00.82]I don’t be kissing no ass, take a hit and dump the ash
[02:03.92]I’ma chop on 20’s with sparkling oak on my dash
[02:06.63]I’m too low to descirbe, out the Screwed Up tribe
[02:09.29]Read about it in the Source, Murda Dog and the Vibe
[02:12.59]Too many niggas, trying to take me off of my game
[02:17.57]Just a nigga from the hood, that’s looks some good
[02:20.46]Now they all want to to jock my fame
[02:23.41]When I coming down in my? born?
[02:25.13]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[02:29.04]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[02:31.67]I blast on sight cause I ain’t tripping no more
[02:34.20]Remember back in 94 they use to laugh at me baby
[02:36.88]Now it’s year two triple o broads be after me baby
[02:39.30]Can you recall when I was sparkling now I hide behind 10
[02:42.19]Cause being in a drop with a escallade I know you want to know where I went
[02:45.26]I got a bitch named Lucy, for me she sell her coochie
[02:47.84]Finest in the vagina for lunch when I feel like sushi
[02:50.60]See it to the day we fall, we ball out of control
[02:53.49]Everyday at my low key location hoes fall out of they clothes
[02:56.43]Range Rovers and Hummers, 45 glock gunner
[02:58.71]Plus I’m a pen pimping veteran, smelling plex among new comers
[03:01.86]How you love a platinum plack it means I’m already gold
[03:04.40]It ain’t no joke I’m in the scope, five hundred thousand already sold
[03:07.48]I’m throwed off in the mind, mic and producer and booms no? reap? in the wine
[03:10.50]Smoke to relax my mind, radio songs go lemon lime
[03:13.04]Fuck a neuse a niggas might go thet there to the po po why pop it
[03:15.40]Giving out my phone number on the daily cause it won’t hurt my pocket
[03:18.61]Too many niggas, trying to take me off of my game
[03:23.79]Just a nigga from the hood, that’s looks some good
[03:26.51]Now they all want to to jock my fame
[03:29.52]When I coming down in my? born?
[03:31.30]And I’m rolling one deep that should tell you about me
[03:35.03]I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
[03:37.76]I blast on sight cause I ain’t tripping no more
[03:41.51]Man, what’s the god damn deal, Southside, Northside, Eastside, Westside
[03:49.52]It’s your boy Z-Ro, knocking down the door in year two triple o
[03:53.13]S.U.C. for life, screw you, it’s for you baby
[03:56.86]Heavy Weighters, my nigga Toon, R-O, Big M-O-E
[04:03.03]Z to the Ro, Geurilla Maab affilliated, know what I’m saying
[04:08.07]Putting it down, new millenium it’s ours, get that baby
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