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z-ro - love it كلمات الأغنية

feat. lil’ flea
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[z-ro]
you can’t -ss-ssinate my character, unless you bring them big guns
may have made a mockery of men before me, but not this one
it’s gon’ stop here, murder 24/7 around the clock here
dropping music is cool, but i’ma make a body drop here
stupid don’t bring a glock here, better bring a bazooka
cause lil’ chil’ren ain’t coming out to play, they coming to shoot ya
this is where i’m from, even the dope fiends’ll touch ya
i represent missouri city, now how could i be a buster
even when it’s a sunny day, i rain on parades
an angel of death in bulgari gl-sses, and a taper fade
d-ckie top d-ckie bottom, and some house shoes
this is what i’m wearing, when i’m coming to bring the woman up out you
i’m making me a list, and i’m checking it twice
with my ak, plus the banana clip i’m santa tonight
but when i’m coming down your chimney, ain’t dropping off i’m taking
bet i make more than the news, this is history in the making

[chorus – 2x]
i’ma walk it like i talk it, whether private or in public mayn
my life is my bidness, if you ain’t god you can’t touch it mayne
i ain’t worried about being a underdog, i love it mayn
my att-tude is f-ck it, and motherf-ckers love it

[lil’ flea]
i’m nothing else but a g pedigree, bulldog gutter breed
ridgemont m.o.c., till them hoes cover flea
23’s in the t black, if i’m looking for my enemies strapped
you fin to see a jack
a trap for a rat, a corner for this crack
dope fiends we in a act, so paper i’m fin to stack
you looking for them real o.g.’s, my n-ggas that
cause real g’s stay low key, and roll strapped
street on the map, the heat in my lap
if you move i’ma snap, blow you smooth on your back
my dogs don’t play by rules, you do the math
i keep it one hundred, for n-ggas that can’t add
your present is your past, you n-ggas done forgot where you came from
and i ain’t gon’, help you find your way back
i call it like i see it, on some real sh-t
and i can tell you what it is, cause i live this n-gga

[chorus – 2x]
[z-ro]
i remember when the radio station, didn’t wanna play me
now every thursday through sat-rday, somebody club pay me
they telling j. prince, i don’t handle my bidness and i’m lazy
twenty albums in nine years, they smoking and they crazy
i’m charging ten thousand a show, that’s 120 a month
well over one million every 3-65, yeah that’s what’s up
i’m claiming king of the ghetto entertainment, cause i’m down with me
when i die, that’s the label i’m taking in the ground with me
i keep them automatic rounds with me
i don’t need security, i hope somebody get out of line and clown with me
you don’t wanna see me, with my forehead bald up
cause that’s when the police, and ambulances get called up
let it be somebody i never met, even a relative
forgive me for sinning jesus, you know i ain’t gon’ let em live
-ssh0l-, i’m the walking definition of it
cause my att-tude is f-ck it, and motherf-ckers love it b-tch

[chorus – 2x]
(-talking-)
haha, king of the ghetto entertainment
slash rap-a-lot records, z-ro the crooked
z-ro the motherf-cking mo city don
and i’m f-cking with my hood n-gga, lil’ flea
the boss dog, he representing street motherf-cking military
that’s right n-gga, free pharaoh n-gga
r.i.p. b-tterboy huh

- z ro

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