Z-ro Freestyle (Chopped & Screwed) Lyrics

(*talking*)
Ha ha, 2000 and 1
Z-Ro the motherf*cking Mo City Don
Getting off my chest, know I'm saying
Cut these all the way off people, feel me
Yeah, this how it go, fa sho

(Z-Ro)
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, fo'
I'ma come down, it's your partna Z-Ro
Never been a hoe, never been a broad
Every night 'fore I go to sleep, I gotta talk to God
One time, gotta keep it real
Got gold and diamonds in my grill
I'm for real, doing it like a song
Bleeding on the boulevard, all day long
Gots to get paid, in this damn rap game
Gotta get my feddy, gotta get my change
Me and my partna P-Roy, doing it every day in the struggle
Hold up my nigga, one day we gon bubble
Nigga we'll shine, we gon put it down
I'ma pimp my motherf*cking pen, one time
Hold up, nothing but syrup in my cup
Riding on tre buck, and I don't give a f*ck
About the law, nigga f*ck the FED
I'm up in the game, just to stack a big head
Family getting fed, me and my wife wed
I'ma come down, I'm a Southiside vet

(Hook: Bettye Sterling)
Hold it down, like the sun we're gonna shine
And let it all swing out, I ride with Southside
Hold it down, like the sun we're gonna shine
And let it all swing out, I ride for Southside

(Z-Ro)
Like a drama bull, plus I got pull
When you see me on the damn scene, you know I'm fool Popping handle bars, popping a X
I don't give a f*ck, it's feeling warm in my chest
And I hope that God bless me, to get a platinum plack
Ain't no turning back, once I get the stack
Once I ain't cutting no slack, up in the game
Said it one time, now everybody know my name
Hollin' Ro, do another show
Wanted me to swang down, on another 4
Charge twenty grand, for a show
Plus, I want half of the do'
In this rap game, to get all the do'
I'ma come down, I got my shine on glow
Hollin' at the Big Steve, Mafio
R.I.P., to the Fat Pat though

(Hook: Bettye Sterling)

(Z-Ro)
Hold up, cause we balling
See us coming down looking good, and we crawling
Ain't falling, I ain't stalling
Coming down outta town, birds I'm hauling
To get paid, nigga I got my family on my mind
I'ma put it down, that's why I'ma shine
All in they face, like a motherf*cking moon
A star, a sun and my uzi weigh a ton
Sitting in the microphone booth, going off
Working with the hard, working with the soft
In the motherf*cking game, stacking my change
I'm in the motherf*cking zone mayn
On my motherf*cking block, it go down
I'm the thoedest and the coldest, nigga there is in H-Town
Know I'm saying, I ain't playing, steady spraying

(Hook: Bettye Sterling - 3x)