Still in the Hood Lyrics

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Still in the Hood Lyrics

by Z-Ro

(Chorus)

Too many niggas trying to take me off of my game

Cause a nigga 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]

Nigga I'm tired, this drama got me booted and fried

At least I got records in the store bitch nigga you getting dried

Steady running around rapping and capping and talking shit

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

Bitch 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 fuck 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 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 fuck 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 fuck 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 bitches than a red nose pit, with his mouth on it

I be platinum 'fore it's over bitch I put the south on it

You can put your mouth on it, if you ain't than zip it up

Get off my dick bitch right quick because I'm about to rip it up

And for no reason at all, it's fuck y'all

Fuck 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 - 3 1/2x)