Z-Ro - City Streets Lyrics
[Z-Ro talking:]King of the Ghetto. Z-Ro the Crooked, that's me.King of the Ghetto Entertainment, Rap-A-Lot.Dean's List. You know what I'm sayin'? That's what I ride to.When I'm rollin' through these muh'*****in' City Streets.Corner to corner, block to block.Witnessin' nothin' but bullshit, first hand.Niggas killin' niggas. You know what I'm sayin'?Everybody killin' niggas. You know what I'm sayin'?But we the main muh'*****ers killin' us.Trippin' out here for these god damn streets.To look good in these streetsTo have things in these mutha*****in' streets, man ***** these streets.[Z-Ro:]Damn these City Streets are deadly to a brother'Cause they're full of crooked cops & killers & undercoversEveryday it's the same thing, another fatal shootin'Somebody Daddy done died, so they mama prostitutin'Just to make ends meet & get the bills paidWonder why we bleed the corner dry until the laws raidTryin' to make a dollar out of nickel & a dimeKFC & McDonald's don't wanna hire me because my teeth shineIn constant danger, keep one in the chamber'Cause I could become a victim of some starvin' strangerThinkin' he can go through my pockets & come up with some breadWhen he found out I'm broke, he still gon' leave a nigga for deadSo I hustle to breathe freely & see another dayFor the sake of my unborn babies, I keep a KTryin' to make sure the McVey name, repeat & repeatBefore somebody knock me off my feet, damn these City Streets.[Hook:] [x2]Damn these City Streets are hard to live in80% of my partners are dead, the rest in prisonAll I see is the struggle, my tears drown my visionI never forget to mention, god damn these City Streets.[Z-Ro:]Damn, these City Streets will eat you aliveIt's beginnin' to be a full time job, just to surviveTell me why I get pulled over when I'm standin' still.Why my homies wanna rob me for my big face bills?It ain't no love in our lifestyle, it's all about greedCan't trust nobody 'cause everybody got a trick up they sleeveI believe in strugglin' 'cause that's all I've ever seenBesides the county jail & the light of an infrared beamI use to keep a pistol by my sideBut it don't matter if I'm strapped, I'm still gonna dieWhether I'm evil or good, in the suburbs or the hood death is comin'Better be like Forest Gump & just keep on runnin''Cause he'll be comin' like a thief in the nightMight be in the form of a jacker tryin' to get you at the lightHouston Texas is restless, better keep your heat under your seat'Fore somebody have your brains up under your feet, damn these City Streets.[Hook:] [x2]Damn these City Streets are hard to live in80% of my partners are dead, the rest in prisonAll I see is the struggle, my tears drown my visionI never forget to mention, god damn these City Streets.[Z-Ro:]I'm 27, but I'm feelin' 71I pray so much, I feel like I'm kin to the heavenly sonI dodge bullets on the daily if I don't duck I'm stuckThen I'll be another murder case in back of that black truckDamn these City Streets are full of yellow tapeI wish I could move around, but I feel I can't escapeTell me where to go, tell me where to run to get away from dramaSeems like everywhere I go, they wanna put me with my mama.Does equality follow me? Ain't nothin' shakin'Justice & liberty for niggas is a house that's vacantTherefore I'm stranded, where crimes are committed to breadForced to watch my people fall off track like a bad wigI dropped alot of records, but I'm still brokeCan't afford to stay in the 4 Seasons, but there's still hopeLucifer is powerful, he ain't got no mercy on the weakHe got us sufferin' for nothin'.Mutha***** these City Streets!Livin' in the city. Livin' in the city. [x2][Hook:] [x2]Damn these City Streets are hard to live in80% of my partners are dead, the rest in prisonAll I see is the struggle, my tears drown my visionI never forget to mention, god damn these City Streets.Livin' in the city. Livin' in the city. [x2]
