Lyrics:
Mo c sacc tropp buon ca a final nc sta o tiemp
P chiurr te cunt, p v fa fess e cuntent
Pnsier ca nun quadrn nsacc si pigl e pegg
Tarantell in aumento
Uhhhh oh, y'all motherfuckers done fucked up now
Man Z-Ro the crooked the mothafuckin Moe-city don
Yeah nigga I done hooked up with Rap-A-Lot
beware
'Cause this Mo Thug click got plenty of soldiers
Just open your eyes and realize
It's gonna be Mo Thug 'til I die
Never esitate don't flip
I
city (in my city)
I bet you wanna know what's on my mind
When I be sliding by mean mugging
Relieving some of this stress
Don't fuck with me you'll get
the box keep making it through
Do your time (do your time) don't let your time do you
[Pimp C]
To my nigga Pharoahe (stay up homie)
To my nigga Z-Ro
[Hook - 2x]
This is my wooooooorld
Z-Ro, king of the ghettoooooo
[Z-Ro]
Once upon a time, not long ago
There was a hustling motherfucker, with
Fuck all you niggaz, don't make me slap the fuck out all you niggaz
If it ain't related to making paper, I ain't calling you niggaz
I bet Mo City
Ha ha, 2000 and 1
Z-Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don
Getting off my chest, know I'm saying
Cut these all the way off people, feel me
Yeah, this
Ha ha, 2000 and 1
Z-Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don
Getting off my chest, know I'm saying
Cut these all the way off people, feel me
Yeah, this
thighs bitches
I get real nigga love from all the guys bitches
But ian have to give it up to all the guys bitches
Verse 3; Z-Ro
Mo city don I’m in here
I
Pharoahe, stay up homie
To my n**** Z Ro, stay up homie
If you're locked in the box, keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time don't let your time do
fit
I for don die by now nah what if I didn't say it
Give Glory to GodOluwaloseyi
Checking ori phone mi mo ni ta loun pe mi
Anytime ti ba wole de won
definitely in the building
Brooklyn, Harlem World
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Stand the fuck up!
[Jay-Z]
I'm a B.K. brawler
Marcy
ka Zete
Ha pepuli Glock o pepula Z
Yea, I told my nigga ge re tsena mo gaming ro kira di Phiri, re boloka fela
I cannot fuck with a nigga wao claima di
the Presidential playa
Roley, mansion, my click expanding fa' sho'
Swanging on fours banging Z-Ro, smoking on do' close the four do'
Looking so thoed you know me,
Hogg, ask the Presidential playa
Roley, mansion, my click expanding fa sho
Swanging on 4's banging Z-Ro, smoking on do' close the 4 do'
Looking so
the Presidential playa
Roley, mansion, my click expanding fa sho
Swanging on 4's banging Z-Ro, smoking on do' close the 4 do'
Looking so thoed you know me, see
mo money mo
Um focus now I got it traded in
The ben'z for a custom Audi
No new friends yo my life is
Crowded party in the crib
Cause the clubs be
lomode
Ka ka ko ro nse lo n le koko si lojojumo
Bamubamu ni mo yo ni t’awon ara ‘bi
Ibukun oluwa ni n mu ni la
Olori kan kan Ko o
My brother Don’t give
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
sting like a wasp
Z-Ro paid the cost, to be the boss
Me and my niggas
Use to be thicker than sauce
Now, they don't even come to the house
I'm drowning in
debuted and put
The city on wax a lot of Biggie comparisons
We all was aware of them
But that wasn't my MO
I just thought he was dope
Can't understand why
lunchtime
So here we go, we in the inner city
I keep my hand on my gat and stay cool, my attitude is s***ty
N****z don't like me 'cause I'm makin' ends
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
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