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Shit
Z-Ro the Crooked
I know y'all been waiting on this here, yeah
Shit, R.I.P. Big Mello
Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator
All the fallen soldiers man
Southside, Eastside, Westside, Northside
Know what I'm saying
All my partnas, all your dead partnas
But shit, I still feel stressed
Still gotta get something off my chest
Why these hoe niggas be doing what they be doing?
I don't know though
Shit, fuck it
We gon stay two deep in a fo' do'
'Slow Loud And Bangin", all in my trunk
Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk
I blow on skunk, I blow on doja
Military minded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Out the streets of the Ridgemont fo'
Not no bitch and say, I still ain't a hoe
Lettin' niggas know, everyday of the year
I pimp my pen and I get my point clear
Why niggas wanna talk down?
I don't know
Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the fo'
With my fo'-fo' on my side, when I ride
Ready to do another homicide, in a pine box
And I'm gone, nigga old glory
I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry
And if I do a murder, flee the murder scene
No missing shortage on the drank, I can't find no lean
From Southwest to Southeast, bitch
It's about war not bout peace
Nigga like me, I'm 'bout knockin' out teeth
Know what I'm sayin', I'll loose your grill
A nigga coming down in the Coupe Deville
Looking gravy, looking real throwed
I'ma be the nigga, pullin' over at the fuckin' cross road
With my K on my side, I'm ready to ride
And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide
Me and another nigga on the way to the Golden Gate
A nigga like me, can't wait
Just to make it, to another day
Gotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way
When I come around your corner so slow
It'll be the nigga in the damn Polo
That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain't barring
That's why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign
Said it like I said it, in the old school
Some niggas they be red, but Z-Ro blue
I come around your corner, but I ain't set trippin'
But I will, wet niggas and wet women
With the calico, I had to let a motherfucka' know
That I come around your corner, in a Lincoln fo' do'
A fox photo, 'cause I do it in a flash
Nigga, watch out, 'cause that could be your ass
I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong
I flex my bicep, then I swole on 'em
Get on the motherfuckin' bench
And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence
They wonder where I went, they keep looking
I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hookin'
Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish
I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't need spinach
I'ma keep goin', I keep on flowin' just like the Nile
Million dolla' mouthpiece, everytime I smile
Look and load a, nigga ashtray
Everytime he smile, he can turn the night to day
You can open up the pop and let the smoke come out
We don't give a damn, 'bout a crooked ass cop
Crooked officer, crooked officer
Make a nigga wanna blow the badge off of ya
Me and Dougie, my motherfuckin' brother
R.I.P. to my motherfuckin' mother
That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew
There's ten toes planted in my motherfuckin' shoes
I gotta be a man, hope you understand
There's nothin', but the work, and the calico in my hand
On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm serving a fiend
A real live B-Boy and you know what I mean
I be stacking up chips, like Lego
Dark on a punk, just like Calvin Kato
Houston to the Rocket, a fo'-peat like comets
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga, make him vomit
On the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound
I be flying on a plane, but the dope is on the ground
Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette
Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet
I gotta make the whole I10, I sin, then I do it again
I get my ends, I'm in my motherfuckin' Benzy
Got these hoes runnin' 'round in a frenzy
I be busting full clips 'til they empty
A piece of potent pussy might tempt me
Rain is trying to send me to the Penitentiary
The main reason why, I ain't friendly
I'm wired up, but I ain't on no damn slaughter
Dejaun in the back and he got the camcorder
Recording everything, the fo's gon swang
Still pullin' up on Fondren and the Main
Looking lovely, got to look good
I throw up Ridgemont fo' 'cause that's my hood
Never been a hoe, I'm lettin' hoes know
I gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T but first a G-O-L-D
A motherfuckin' plaque, I keep it straight and simple like that
Hit a bitch from the back and I use my motherfuckin' tool
Make her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule
Z-Ro the Crooked
I know y'all been waiting on this here, yeah
Shit, R.I.P. Big Mello
Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator
All the fallen soldiers man
Southside, Eastside, Westside, Northside
Know what I'm saying
All my partnas, all your dead partnas
But shit, I still feel stressed
Still gotta get something off my chest
Why these hoe niggas be doing what they be doing?
I don't know though
Shit, fuck it
We gon stay two deep in a fo' do'
'Slow Loud And Bangin", all in my trunk
Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk
I blow on skunk, I blow on doja
Military minded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Out the streets of the Ridgemont fo'
Not no bitch and say, I still ain't a hoe
Lettin' niggas know, everyday of the year
I pimp my pen and I get my point clear
Why niggas wanna talk down?
I don't know
Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the fo'
With my fo'-fo' on my side, when I ride
Ready to do another homicide, in a pine box
And I'm gone, nigga old glory
I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry
And if I do a murder, flee the murder scene
No missing shortage on the drank, I can't find no lean
From Southwest to Southeast, bitch
It's about war not bout peace
Nigga like me, I'm 'bout knockin' out teeth
Know what I'm sayin', I'll loose your grill
A nigga coming down in the Coupe Deville
Looking gravy, looking real throwed
I'ma be the nigga, pullin' over at the fuckin' cross road
With my K on my side, I'm ready to ride
And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide
Me and another nigga on the way to the Golden Gate
A nigga like me, can't wait
Just to make it, to another day
Gotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way
When I come around your corner so slow
It'll be the nigga in the damn Polo
That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain't barring
That's why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign
Said it like I said it, in the old school
Some niggas they be red, but Z-Ro blue
I come around your corner, but I ain't set trippin'
But I will, wet niggas and wet women
With the calico, I had to let a motherfucka' know
That I come around your corner, in a Lincoln fo' do'
A fox photo, 'cause I do it in a flash
Nigga, watch out, 'cause that could be your ass
I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong
I flex my bicep, then I swole on 'em
Get on the motherfuckin' bench
And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence
They wonder where I went, they keep looking
I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hookin'
Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish
I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't need spinach
I'ma keep goin', I keep on flowin' just like the Nile
Million dolla' mouthpiece, everytime I smile
Look and load a, nigga ashtray
Everytime he smile, he can turn the night to day
You can open up the pop and let the smoke come out
We don't give a damn, 'bout a crooked ass cop
Crooked officer, crooked officer
Make a nigga wanna blow the badge off of ya
Me and Dougie, my motherfuckin' brother
R.I.P. to my motherfuckin' mother
That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew
There's ten toes planted in my motherfuckin' shoes
I gotta be a man, hope you understand
There's nothin', but the work, and the calico in my hand
On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm serving a fiend
A real live B-Boy and you know what I mean
I be stacking up chips, like Lego
Dark on a punk, just like Calvin Kato
Houston to the Rocket, a fo'-peat like comets
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga, make him vomit
On the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound
I be flying on a plane, but the dope is on the ground
Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette
Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet
I gotta make the whole I10, I sin, then I do it again
I get my ends, I'm in my motherfuckin' Benzy
Got these hoes runnin' 'round in a frenzy
I be busting full clips 'til they empty
A piece of potent pussy might tempt me
Rain is trying to send me to the Penitentiary
The main reason why, I ain't friendly
I'm wired up, but I ain't on no damn slaughter
Dejaun in the back and he got the camcorder
Recording everything, the fo's gon swang
Still pullin' up on Fondren and the Main
Looking lovely, got to look good
I throw up Ridgemont fo' 'cause that's my hood
Never been a hoe, I'm lettin' hoes know
I gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T but first a G-O-L-D
A motherfuckin' plaque, I keep it straight and simple like that
Hit a bitch from the back and I use my motherfuckin' tool
Make her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.79] Shit
[00:03.67] Z-Ro the Crooked
[00:05.75] I know y'all been waiting on this here, yeah
[00:10.54] Shit, R.I.P. Big Mello
[00:13.81] Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator
[00:19.25] All the fallen soldiers man
[00:20.50] Southside, Eastside, Westside, Northside
[00:22.18] Know what I'm saying
[00:24.26] All my partnas, all your dead partnas
[00:25.58] But shit, I still feel stressed
[00:29.84] Still gotta get something off my chest
[00:32.08] Why these hoe niggas be doing what they be doing?
[00:34.92] I don't know though
[00:36.75] Shit, fuck it
[00:37.56] We gon stay two deep in a fo' do'
[00:40.01] 'Slow Loud And Bangin", all in my trunk
[00:42.55] Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk
[00:45.05] I blow on skunk, I blow on doja
[00:47.53] Military minded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
[00:50.18] Out the streets of the Ridgemont fo'
[00:52.44] Not no bitch and say, I still ain't a hoe
[00:54.99] Lettin' niggas know, everyday of the year
[00:57.12] I pimp my pen and I get my point clear
[00:59.74] Why niggas wanna talk down?
[01:01.28] I don't know
[01:02.15] Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the fo'
[01:04.74] With my fo'-fo' on my side, when I ride
[01:06.83] Ready to do another homicide, in a pine box
[01:09.38] And I'm gone, nigga old glory
[01:11.25] I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry
[01:13.55] And if I do a murder, flee the murder scene
[01:16.27] No missing shortage on the drank, I can't find no lean
[01:18.42] From Southwest to Southeast, bitch
[01:20.31] It's about war not bout peace
[01:21.81] Nigga like me, I'm 'bout knockin' out teeth
[01:24.54] Know what I'm sayin', I'll loose your grill
[01:26.56] A nigga coming down in the Coupe Deville
[01:28.82] Looking gravy, looking real throwed
[01:31.02] I'ma be the nigga, pullin' over at the fuckin' cross road
[01:33.73] With my K on my side, I'm ready to ride
[01:36.41] And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide
[01:38.97] Me and another nigga on the way to the Golden Gate
[01:41.92] A nigga like me, can't wait
[01:43.53] Just to make it, to another day
[01:45.63] Gotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way
[01:48.48] When I come around your corner so slow
[01:50.65] It'll be the nigga in the damn Polo
[01:53.09] That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain't barring
[01:55.34] That's why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign
[01:57.89] Said it like I said it, in the old school
[02:00.07] Some niggas they be red, but Z-Ro blue
[02:02.58] I come around your corner, but I ain't set trippin'
[02:05.18] But I will, wet niggas and wet women
[02:07.70] With the calico, I had to let a motherfucka' know
[02:10.43] That I come around your corner, in a Lincoln fo' do'
[02:13.18] A fox photo, 'cause I do it in a flash
[02:15.66] Nigga, watch out, 'cause that could be your ass
[02:18.06] I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong
[02:20.41] I flex my bicep, then I swole on 'em
[02:23.04] Get on the motherfuckin' bench
[02:24.72] And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence
[02:27.17] They wonder where I went, they keep looking
[02:29.81] I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hookin'
[02:32.15] Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish
[02:34.58] I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't need spinach
[02:37.14] I'ma keep goin', I keep on flowin' just like the Nile
[02:40.20] Million dolla' mouthpiece, everytime I smile
[02:42.35] Look and load a, nigga ashtray
[02:44.46] Everytime he smile, he can turn the night to day
[02:46.91] You can open up the pop and let the smoke come out
[02:49.98] We don't give a damn, 'bout a crooked ass cop
[02:52.17] Crooked officer, crooked officer
[02:54.59] Make a nigga wanna blow the badge off of ya
[02:56.91] Me and Dougie, my motherfuckin' brother
[02:58.80] R.I.P. to my motherfuckin' mother
[03:01.62] That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew
[03:03.99] There's ten toes planted in my motherfuckin' shoes
[03:06.36] I gotta be a man, hope you understand
[03:08.82] There's nothin', but the work, and the calico in my hand
[03:11.43] On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm serving a fiend
[03:14.05] A real live B-Boy and you know what I mean
[03:16.60] I be stacking up chips, like Lego
[03:18.81] Dark on a punk, just like Calvin Kato
[03:21.04] Houston to the Rocket, a fo'-peat like comets
[03:23.60] I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga, make him vomit
[03:26.44] On the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound
[03:28.92] I be flying on a plane, but the dope is on the ground
[03:31.67] Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette
[03:33.71] Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet
[03:36.33] I gotta make the whole I10, I sin, then I do it again
[03:40.62] I get my ends, I'm in my motherfuckin' Benzy
[03:43.53] Got these hoes runnin' 'round in a frenzy
[03:46.01] I be busting full clips 'til they empty
[03:48.34] A piece of potent pussy might tempt me
[03:50.98] Rain is trying to send me to the Penitentiary
[03:53.50] The main reason why, I ain't friendly
[03:55.98] I'm wired up, but I ain't on no damn slaughter
[03:58.88] Dejaun in the back and he got the camcorder
[04:00.85] Recording everything, the fo's gon swang
[04:03.44] Still pullin' up on Fondren and the Main
[04:05.59] Looking lovely, got to look good
[04:07.64] I throw up Ridgemont fo' 'cause that's my hood
[04:10.21] Never been a hoe, I'm lettin' hoes know
[04:12.59] I gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T but first a G-O-L-D
[04:16.25] A motherfuckin' plaque, I keep it straight and simple like that
[04:19.12] Hit a bitch from the back and I use my motherfuckin' tool
[04:22.32] Make her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule
[04:24.00]
[00:03.67] Z-Ro the Crooked
[00:05.75] I know y'all been waiting on this here, yeah
[00:10.54] Shit, R.I.P. Big Mello
[00:13.81] Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator
[00:19.25] All the fallen soldiers man
[00:20.50] Southside, Eastside, Westside, Northside
[00:22.18] Know what I'm saying
[00:24.26] All my partnas, all your dead partnas
[00:25.58] But shit, I still feel stressed
[00:29.84] Still gotta get something off my chest
[00:32.08] Why these hoe niggas be doing what they be doing?
[00:34.92] I don't know though
[00:36.75] Shit, fuck it
[00:37.56] We gon stay two deep in a fo' do'
[00:40.01] 'Slow Loud And Bangin", all in my trunk
[00:42.55] Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk
[00:45.05] I blow on skunk, I blow on doja
[00:47.53] Military minded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
[00:50.18] Out the streets of the Ridgemont fo'
[00:52.44] Not no bitch and say, I still ain't a hoe
[00:54.99] Lettin' niggas know, everyday of the year
[00:57.12] I pimp my pen and I get my point clear
[00:59.74] Why niggas wanna talk down?
[01:01.28] I don't know
[01:02.15] Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the fo'
[01:04.74] With my fo'-fo' on my side, when I ride
[01:06.83] Ready to do another homicide, in a pine box
[01:09.38] And I'm gone, nigga old glory
[01:11.25] I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry
[01:13.55] And if I do a murder, flee the murder scene
[01:16.27] No missing shortage on the drank, I can't find no lean
[01:18.42] From Southwest to Southeast, bitch
[01:20.31] It's about war not bout peace
[01:21.81] Nigga like me, I'm 'bout knockin' out teeth
[01:24.54] Know what I'm sayin', I'll loose your grill
[01:26.56] A nigga coming down in the Coupe Deville
[01:28.82] Looking gravy, looking real throwed
[01:31.02] I'ma be the nigga, pullin' over at the fuckin' cross road
[01:33.73] With my K on my side, I'm ready to ride
[01:36.41] And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide
[01:38.97] Me and another nigga on the way to the Golden Gate
[01:41.92] A nigga like me, can't wait
[01:43.53] Just to make it, to another day
[01:45.63] Gotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way
[01:48.48] When I come around your corner so slow
[01:50.65] It'll be the nigga in the damn Polo
[01:53.09] That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain't barring
[01:55.34] That's why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign
[01:57.89] Said it like I said it, in the old school
[02:00.07] Some niggas they be red, but Z-Ro blue
[02:02.58] I come around your corner, but I ain't set trippin'
[02:05.18] But I will, wet niggas and wet women
[02:07.70] With the calico, I had to let a motherfucka' know
[02:10.43] That I come around your corner, in a Lincoln fo' do'
[02:13.18] A fox photo, 'cause I do it in a flash
[02:15.66] Nigga, watch out, 'cause that could be your ass
[02:18.06] I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong
[02:20.41] I flex my bicep, then I swole on 'em
[02:23.04] Get on the motherfuckin' bench
[02:24.72] And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence
[02:27.17] They wonder where I went, they keep looking
[02:29.81] I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hookin'
[02:32.15] Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish
[02:34.58] I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't need spinach
[02:37.14] I'ma keep goin', I keep on flowin' just like the Nile
[02:40.20] Million dolla' mouthpiece, everytime I smile
[02:42.35] Look and load a, nigga ashtray
[02:44.46] Everytime he smile, he can turn the night to day
[02:46.91] You can open up the pop and let the smoke come out
[02:49.98] We don't give a damn, 'bout a crooked ass cop
[02:52.17] Crooked officer, crooked officer
[02:54.59] Make a nigga wanna blow the badge off of ya
[02:56.91] Me and Dougie, my motherfuckin' brother
[02:58.80] R.I.P. to my motherfuckin' mother
[03:01.62] That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew
[03:03.99] There's ten toes planted in my motherfuckin' shoes
[03:06.36] I gotta be a man, hope you understand
[03:08.82] There's nothin', but the work, and the calico in my hand
[03:11.43] On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm serving a fiend
[03:14.05] A real live B-Boy and you know what I mean
[03:16.60] I be stacking up chips, like Lego
[03:18.81] Dark on a punk, just like Calvin Kato
[03:21.04] Houston to the Rocket, a fo'-peat like comets
[03:23.60] I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga, make him vomit
[03:26.44] On the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound
[03:28.92] I be flying on a plane, but the dope is on the ground
[03:31.67] Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette
[03:33.71] Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet
[03:36.33] I gotta make the whole I10, I sin, then I do it again
[03:40.62] I get my ends, I'm in my motherfuckin' Benzy
[03:43.53] Got these hoes runnin' 'round in a frenzy
[03:46.01] I be busting full clips 'til they empty
[03:48.34] A piece of potent pussy might tempt me
[03:50.98] Rain is trying to send me to the Penitentiary
[03:53.50] The main reason why, I ain't friendly
[03:55.98] I'm wired up, but I ain't on no damn slaughter
[03:58.88] Dejaun in the back and he got the camcorder
[04:00.85] Recording everything, the fo's gon swang
[04:03.44] Still pullin' up on Fondren and the Main
[04:05.59] Looking lovely, got to look good
[04:07.64] I throw up Ridgemont fo' 'cause that's my hood
[04:10.21] Never been a hoe, I'm lettin' hoes know
[04:12.59] I gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T but first a G-O-L-D
[04:16.25] A motherfuckin' plaque, I keep it straight and simple like that
[04:19.12] Hit a bitch from the back and I use my motherfuckin' tool
[04:22.32] Make her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule
[04:24.00]