Z-Ro Vs. The World lyrics

f/ Den Den, Grace

(Den Den talking)

Yeah, sup Ro, sup Grace, this your boy Den Den

To jump on this track with you boys, knowI'mtalkingbout
It's all about the third baby, third coast, yeah I got this

[Den Den]

See I'm mentally ready, fuck those is testing me

Progress is so sweet, ain't tripping with envy

Slip and slide like a snake, pop up the world like a quake

f/ Mr. 3-2

[Mr. 3-2]

May life be a trip, I never knew, things could ever get bad

As I got no love my 17 shot glock with extra clips
That's it, I'm going all out and if I die then remember me

Cause in these last days I'm feeling like I'ma hit the penitentiary

For real, trying to deal with this every day struggle

You got to get up, up off your rump baby and hustle

f/ Enjoli

(Mexican D)

What's up baby, Mexican D hollering this

Just getting back with you, told you we was gone chill
Come through, blow something, smoke something

You know how we do it, keeping it real on this side

Letting y'all broads know, we too real

[Z-Ro]

What's happening I see you capping trying to play that role like you don't know me

(Z-Ro talking)

This is dedicated to the motherfuckers

That think we don't go through shit, just one thug baby

[Chorus - 2x]
One thug, one thug, lord showing love and mercy on one thug

Cause one slug, one slug, you know it only takes just one

[Z-Ro]

Now if I die tonight, would you cry for me, would you get high for me

And if you know who did the deed would you ride for me

f/ Grace

[Z-Ro]

Screwed Up Click killas these niggas don't want none

When I be coming down and gripping, on my gun
Finger, on the trigger, every-body ducking

And running, from the scene cause Z-Ro done start busting

No Longer, serving fiends, I'm serving the drug dealers

Affiliated with killers and multiple blood spillers

A nigga from out the 4, you know I, don't sleep

f/ Big Moe

(Big Moe)

Swingers, and droppers, Southside

We're gonna ball baby, living so lavishly
And you know that I'll, grab and break

Wreckshopping all night long baby

Swing on 4's with me

[Verse 1]

Swing 4's with me, come roll with me

As the po-po, cause I'ma flow the tree

Make tracks stop, beating up the block

Ass end hop on the 4's and chop

(talking)

Look out man, quit tripping man, how you gone tell me

To choose between you and the streets, don't you know

If I leave the motherfucking streets alone

How are we gonna get the rent paid and the
Motherfucking bills paid, knowI'msaying

You got to cover my eyes remember

[Z-Ro]

Baby stay down with me through thick and thin, and I promise it's gonna pay off

(talking)

This that boy Sinner Tone, better known to y'all

And essay is cocked strong, giving you something

To ride and get high to, I'm chilling in the studio

With H-Town's finest a nigga they call Z-Ro
So go on and bump this shit, and to all you

Niggas who I done jacked in the game

Fuck y'all I got my beams on your ass, right

[Z-Ro]

[Chorus]

Too many niggas, trying to take me off of my game

Just a nigga from the hood, that's looks some good

Now they all want to to jock my fame

When I 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]

f/ Enjoli, Wood

Shirt off at the Kappa, (trousers on)

Dirty Third, Dirty Third

[Z-Ro]

24/7 and around the clock, I'ma keep

My fingas around the glock, when I bust

I be giving no mercy for no damn body

That's gonna get around the shot

I'm the 007 outta Ridgemont 4, with W double O-D

Can't take no ill to the eye, we come so fly

(Z-Ro talking)

Uh, seem like they got my life on the big screen

Z-Ro versus the world, feel me round one

[Z-Ro]
Is it reality or just a fable

The most powerful lyricists in the world was on a low budget label

Even if I don't clear me in I just want to be living well

Not saying that heaven is promised to me but I don't want to believe in hell

f/ H.A.W.K

(*talking*)

It's going down, straight up

I'm steady balling, shot calling
I'm clowning em baby

[Hook]

Steady balling, tonight

We gon ride while we sipping and smoking

Steady balling, outta control

We gon swang, with the trunk open glowing

[Z-Ro]

Nothing but things I'm seeing, nigga be chasing divid-ends