Z-Ro - Still In the Hood Lyrics
[Chorus]Too many niggas trying to take me off of my gameCause a nigga from the hood that done looked some goodNow they all want to jock my fameBut when I'm coming down in my ?born?And I'm rolling one deep that should tell you about meI don't give a damn about none of you hoesI blast on sight cause I ain't tripping no more[Z-Ro]Nigga I'm tired, this drama got me booted and friedAt least I got records in the store ***** nigga you getting driedSteady running around rapping and capping and talking shitI got gorillas every where be careful who you walking withSouthside, south-sid for live, wouldn't want to be youBe running up on you closed casket nobody gonna see you***** it's over, barely with Barber right behind me in the roverMy partner from Mercy told you we gone get you if we owe youMilitary minded I'm a S.U.C. soldierDon't want it if it's hard cause the south lets you see overI'm trying to keep my head on, but it's rolling off my shouldersWhen I lost my people god damn, my heart was pumping colderShedding crocodile tears, man folks feeling this painAnd left a stain in my brain so I'm cracking like a window painOn the edge having a conversation with my infraredAll these ***** niggas 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 cashTaking out contracts on haters with a beam and a maskYou can run you can hide but it ain't no escapingI'm a trend setter with a beretta for real it ain't no fakingI done showed up, then I poured up, then I blowed up like heatsDiamond slugs up on my teeth, I done been violent ***** the peaceI got a slug for these haters that's approaching me wrongLet them mash off in first class there ain't no coaching my songHydro-V to the dome, with it on back to the chromeI'm kind of quick to click so get gone or catch one to the domeMo-City Texas that's my home, but I can rome all overSo it's ghetto love these cats gone get me full up on soberReal recognize real, and the fake gone fade awayUse to selling drugs to get that pay, but god done mad a wayFor me to stack my ends, my paper, my moola, my fettyAnd took this by surprise I knew you hoes wasn't ready[Chorus][Z-Ro]Remember back in 94' they use to laugh at me teamNow it's year 2k2 women be after me teamBut ***** a female, it's all about my retailOn tapes and c.d.'s they was capping I stay making daily breakersC.d., and they chose to make tapes, up on the stageIt use to be all about hooping now I'm all about getting paidGetting leid I can miss it, I'd rather have my digitsTrying to get up on me a stack, taller than the tallest midgetI'm on *****es than a red nose pit, with his mouth on itI be platinum 'fore it's over ***** I put the south on itYou can put your mouth on it, if you ain't than zip it upGet off my dick ***** right quick because I'm about to rip it upAnd for no reason at all, it's ***** y'all***** around and get to busting so you best to best duck dogI've been going through a whole thang, everydaySo I don't give a damn if you get chose man I got this k, and I don't play[Chorus: x3 1/2]
