King Of Da Ghetto lyrics

f/ Den Den

(*talking*)

Z-Ro the Crooked, 2K motherfucking 1

This for all my motherfucking block bleeders
Fuck 9 to 5, know I'm saying

I'm talking to the niggas that gon survive

The motherfucking nine, nickels and dimes

Stracks, fifty pack, feel that, nigga get your paper

[Den Den]

Got me pissed off frustrated, you know you outta line

(Z-Ro talking)

Motherfucking Z-Ro, tired of this

Motherfucking passenger side man

When I'ma drive

(Chorus - 2x)

Living in the passenger side

I want to be the driver but I continue to ride

Will the game recognize me as the best

I go from home to the dome

If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne

[Z-Ro]

Living in the passenger side, a way of life

f/ Chill, Wood

(*talking*)

Dear Lord, this is your boy Bam

Can't nobody do what you done done God
One of the ghetto graduates, three men in here

Ready to deliver, number one, all they internal sins

On pen and paper, and right now, they fin to let

You know how it is, it's a chance, God bless us

Allah, you number one

[Wood]

f/ Den Den

[Z-Ro]

It's like tears doesn't matter to you, it's like you laughed at my pain

Put me in a position to pick up a pistol, and I'll blast in the game
I'm going crazy, being murdered by the hands of cancer

Auntie asked if I wanted to die, but couldn't understand my answer

See it's fucked up when you loving, they don't love you in return

f/ Den Den

(*talking*)

What, in this bitch fucking with Z-Ro

Motherfucking Mo City Don bitch
Yeah, I know y'all hate the way we stare at y'all face

[Z-Ro]

Rap game phenomenon, lyrically I drop bombs

With feddy up in my palms, and I show you why I'm the Don

Z-Ro the soldier, with a chip on my shoulder

I get you if I owe you, X your file like Scully and Mulder

f/ Trae

Man fuck y'all..

[Z-Ro]
Nigga fuck all y'all

Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes

If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz

If I wanted some ass, I called on hoes

But not no mo' though, I get around in a tinted out fo' do'

And ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang

Don't fuck with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love

f/ Trey D

[Hook]

In my prime, and its bout my time to shine

Had enough of struggling, now I'm destined for dolla signs
In my prime, know you hate on all my rhymes

Trying to be a living legend, in my lifetime

[Z-Ro]

In my prime, I'm professing my reason for rhyme

From the slum trying to shine, stacking nickels and dimes

Pain, my middle name

Lord please have mercy on my soul, I can't maintain

Pain, my middle name

Lord please have mercy on my

[Z-Ro]

I haven't smoked a sherm in 27 days

When I'm under pressure, I feel it's necessary to blaze

Looking at my life as if I wasn't here, why the fuck that picture be so clear

Since my nigga died, I done slowed down on drank

(*talking*)

2000, Z-Ro, Z-Ro the motherfucking Don

Y'all know me, talking about this shife ass life that we live

Brothers killing brothers, sisters killing sisters

Fathers killing sons, god damn

[Z-Ro]

Let me continue by saying, that I don't love these hoes

My only love is found Ro, dumping optimoes

In an attempt to get lifted, trying to separate the real from the wicked

f/ Lil' Keke

[Z-Ro talking]

Yes sir, Z-Ro, Lil' Keke, Screw to Mo City

CMG, KMJ, this how it go

[Chorus]

Sunshine, living in the ghetto daily trying to find

Sunshine, trying to make a million hustling got to dodge

One time, I keep my head up even though I feel like giving up

Sometimes, Keep your head up trying to find sunshine

[Z-Ro]

f/ Cl'Che, Den Den

[Z-Ro]

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got some

Since I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
Rolling around in my '78, reminiscing on the past

16 years old trying to get into Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash

Now it's like we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange