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Still in the Hood

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  • [Chorus] Too many ****** trying to take me off of my game
    Cause a ***** from the hood that done looked some good
    Now they all want to jock my fame
    But when I'm coming down in my ?born?
    And I'm rolling one deep that should tell you about me
    I don't give a damn about none of you hoes
    I blast on sight cause
    I ain't tripping no more [Z-Ro]
    ***** I'm tired, this drama got me booted and fried
    At least I got records in the store ***** ***** you getting dried
    Steady running around rapping and capping and talking ****
    I got gorillas every where be careful who you walking with
    Southside, south-sid for live, wouldn't want to be you
    Be running up on you closed casket nobody gonna see you
    ***** it's over, barely with
    Barber right behind me in the rover
    My partner from
    Mercy told you we gone get you if we owe you
    Military minded
    I'm a S.U.
    C. soldier
    Don't want it if it's hard cause the south lets you see over
    I'm trying to keep my head on, but it's rolling off my shoulders
    When I lost my people god damn, my heart was pumping colder
    Shedding crocodile tears, man folks feeling this pain
    And left a stain in my brain so
    I'm cracking like a window pain
    On the edge having a conversation with my infrared
    All these **** ****** can get it two to the head and get dead [Chorus] [Z-Ro]
    It's the return of
    Z-Ro the Crooked busting heads strictly for cash
    Taking out contracts on haters with a beam and a mask
    You can run you can hide but it ain't no escaping
    I'm a trend setter with a beretta for real it ain't no faking
    I done showed up, then
    I poured up, then
    I blowed up like heats
    Diamond slugs up on my teeth,
    I done been violent **** the peace
    I got a slug for these haters that's approaching me wrong
    Let them mash off in first class there ain't no coaching my song
    Hydro-V to the dome, with it on back to the chrome
    I'm kind of quick to click so get gone or catch one to the dome
    Mo-City Texas that's my home, but
    I can rome all over
    So it's ghetto love these cats gone get me full up on sober
    Real recognize real, and the fake gone fade away
    Use to selling drugs to get that pay, but god done mad a way
    For me to stack my ends, my paper, my moola, my fetty
    And took this by surprise
    I knew you hoes wasn't ready [Chorus] [Z-Ro]
    Remember back in 94' they use to laugh at me team
    Now it's year 2k2 women be after me team
    But **** a female, it's all about my retail
    On tapes and c.d.'s they was capping
    I stay making daily breakers
    C.d., and they chose to make tapes, up on the stage
    It use to be all about hooping now
    I'm all about getting paid
    Getting leid
    I can miss it,
    I'd rather have my digits
    Trying to get up on me a stack, taller than the tallest midget
    I'm on *****es than a red nose pit, with his mouth on it
    I be platinum 'fore it's over *****
    I put the south on it
    You can put your mouth on it, if you ain't than zip it up
    Get off my **** ***** right quick because
    I'm about to rip it up
    And for no reason at all, it's **** y'all
    **** around and get to busting so you best to best duck dog
    I've been going through a whole thang, everyday
    So I don't give a damn if you get chose man
    I got this k, and
    I don't play [Chorus: x3 1/2]
  • [Chorus] Too many ****** trying to take me off of my game
    Cause a ***** from the hood that done looked some good
    Now they all want to jock my fame
    But when I'm coming down in my ?born?
    And I'm rolling one deep that should tell you about me
    I don't give a damn about none of you hoes
    I blast on sight cause
    I ain't tripping no more [Z-Ro]
    ***** I'm tired, this drama got me booted and fried
    At least I got records in the store ***** ***** you getting dried
    Steady running around rapping and capping and talking ****
    I got gorillas every where be careful who you walking with
    Southside, south-sid for live, wouldn't want to be you
    Be running up on you closed casket nobody gonna see you
    ***** it's over, barely with
    Barber right behind me in the rover
    My partner from
    Mercy told you we gone get you if we owe you
    Military minded
    I'm a S.U.
    C. soldier
    Don't want it if it's hard cause the south lets you see over
    I'm trying to keep my head on, but it's rolling off my shoulders
    When I lost my people god damn, my heart was pumping colder
    Shedding crocodile tears, man folks feeling this pain
    And left a stain in my brain so
    I'm cracking like a window pain
    On the edge having a conversation with my infrared
    All these **** ****** can get it two to the head and get dead [Chorus] [Z-Ro]
    It's the return of
    Z-Ro the Crooked busting heads strictly for cash
    Taking out contracts on haters with a beam and a mask
    You can run you can hide but it ain't no escaping
    I'm a trend setter with a beretta for real it ain't no faking
    I done showed up, then
    I poured up, then
    I blowed up like heats
    Diamond slugs up on my teeth,
    I done been violent **** the peace
    I got a slug for these haters that's approaching me wrong
    Let them mash off in first class there ain't no coaching my song
    Hydro-V to the dome, with it on back to the chrome
    I'm kind of quick to click so get gone or catch one to the dome
    Mo-City Texas that's my home, but
    I can rome all over
    So it's ghetto love these cats gone get me full up on sober
    Real recognize real, and the fake gone fade away
    Use to selling drugs to get that pay, but god done mad a way
    For me to stack my ends, my paper, my moola, my fetty
    And took this by surprise
    I knew you hoes wasn't ready [Chorus] [Z-Ro]
    Remember back in 94' they use to laugh at me team
    Now it's year 2k2 women be after me team
    But **** a female, it's all about my retail
    On tapes and c.d.'s they was capping
    I stay making daily breakers
    C.d., and they chose to make tapes, up on the stage
    It use to be all about hooping now
    I'm all about getting paid
    Getting leid
    I can miss it,
    I'd rather have my digits
    Trying to get up on me a stack, taller than the tallest midget
    I'm on *****es than a red nose pit, with his mouth on it
    I be platinum 'fore it's over *****
    I put the south on it
    You can put your mouth on it, if you ain't than zip it up
    Get off my **** ***** right quick because
    I'm about to rip it up
    And for no reason at all, it's **** y'all
    **** around and get to busting so you best to best duck dog
    I've been going through a whole thang, everyday
    So I don't give a damn if you get chose man
    I got this k, and
    I don't play [Chorus: x3 1/2]