Lyrics:
had that shit caged down
And before you blink, I let off eight rounds
This the ro-yal I ain't playin'
I'm takin' this over, so y'all either layin'
Jay-Z off of "Jigga That Nigga"
"I'm old school like my dad is"- J-Ro on De La Soul's "My Writes"
"True, that's old school"- Mos Def on BlackStarr's
I live by say
Lord money pussy pussy pussy
See my family straight
Even if they gay
You put on I put on
There's a difference difference difference
Punishing these beats by Tweez I'm a problem
We had a conversation about making a plan
We said You do what you can
We do what we want Viva La Bam
Vintage shit
the key to getting digits
Is your talent your persistence & with whom you do business
I knew about multiplying & division
And subtracting b***h n***as only
big job
It's Trae and Z-Ro we the kinfolk I think why'all require too much info
Niggaz say that I turned my back, that's falsified and him and I
only answer for my b***h or my momma or the bros
I ain’t ever gang bang live by the G code
Only real n****s round cuz the fake gone fold
What’s in
Tell me what you worried for
Tell me what we worried for
Born to die die to live
This some shh till the Z's
Till I sleep
Give it up to God I will
that
You dont gotta stay
Stay with me
I just want
I just want hunnids fiftys
Say you hate every b***h because of me
Aint do s**t for me so I let your
Roxanne
Cause you my Roxanne
Cause you my Roxanne
Cause you my…
I love the way I do it
But I hate the way shawty crept up on me and started brooding
Told me
high let bum niggas drown while u wearin that crown dabbin on em break em down
Baby what they know they don't really really know cuz all them haters hate
do you wanna fuck with a runner man
Or do you wanna fuck with a boss
And you know I'm plotting on a couple bands
Tryna run it up by fall
I'ma go hit
[Z-Ro]
You use to come, and scoop me
In the sharp, from the trailer park in Hiram-Clarke
Rolling blue over blades, daily many sherms we sparked
A lil'
and I pray to my gun
You know how a young N***a come
Im used to the rumors and hate
A few of my schemes need to play
Cos i just dey taya the wait yeah
mogą znać
Z niemca mi robiły foty, gwiazdy wrzucały na snap
Nie potrzebujesz Lamba stary, żeby wyrwać lambadziary
Weź se skołuj hajs na dziary i
you know we gon' fled
Know I'm the best, But Im never gon' say it
People show love, When you booked or you dead
By any means, Ima get to that bread
on the title
And yet it's so simple 'cause
You made me hate me
So i hate you too
In my head there's too many issues
I'm self medicated
I'm still going to call
not him then you got it confused, why'all not remembering,
My motto is simply I will not lose, abide by the block rules,
I buy my glock used, wit
Better keep my mouth closed so they can't see the shinin
They think it was Z-Ro cause all they seen was diamonds
I'm cold as a deep freeze with bags
Let's get it, Aye, Aye,
Run down in a tank top, I dont need a hoodie
And I get to the bag, I ain't talking bout a goodie
10 toes for the gang, and you
like the RZA, like Nas, like Jay
'Cause I mastered the flow from back in the day
Respected by my peers from Drizzy to Cole to Kenny
Thank you for
the Z-Ro, plus they know me by my first name
Picture me rolling in my Dodge in traffic
I got no love for these niggaz, so keep your groupie ass stepping
I can
hip-hop babies, burpin' y'all
I'm on my motherfuckin thousandth curtain call
Won't go pop, but I burst the ball, I crash the party
When you hear J-Ro hit
gonna be my fate
It's hard to love when all you around is nun but hate
Even harder to trust when you surrounded by all these snakes
I keep it real with
.jpg/240px-Alexandria_Ocasio-Cortez_Official_Portrait_(cropped).jpg "The Hate Squad")
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