album cover
Z-Ro
643
Hip-Hop/Rap
Z-Ro was released on February 24, 2004 by Rap-A-Lot as a part of the album The Life of Joseph W. McVey
album cover
Release DateFebruary 24, 2004
LabelRap-A-Lot
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Z-Ro
Z-Ro
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Wayne Mcvey IV
Joseph Wayne Mcvey IV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Producer
Tone Capone
Tone Capone
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm a Ridgemont soldier, state of Texas stunner
King of the ghetto even when I was a new comer
Twenty-four hours a day I be sending fellas under
If they people want revenge, I never worry or wonder
When my motherfucking beef coming
****, this Rap-A-Lot mafia head-n-chief coming
Everybody claiming they got guerrillas in they clique
Why they be lying
When automatics start bucking
They turn them monkeys on the vine
Trying to get away from the drama
But my barrel be spinning like a set of Yokohama
I gotta blame it on my messed up childhood
This how I turned out
Hotter than first degree burns
Unable to burn out
[Verse 2]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name, man
Z-Ro, making these haters mad, that's my thing, man
Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon' never change, man
Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum, that's the same thing
[Verse 3]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name, man
Z-Ro, making these haters mad, that's my thing, man
Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon' never change, man
Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum, that's the same thing
[Verse 4]
We ain't riding on no horses 'round here
We get it how we live, that's why it go down 'round here
We going through things, plenty, plenty pain 'round here
I cheer and I smoke gas, we don't play games 'round here
Everybody living wild, nobody tame 'round here
On they click 'em juiced with evil in they brain 'round here
Since the turn of the century it ain't been the same 'round here
Must be a soldier or get voted, just to claim 'round here
Some people say we a fashion show
Don't let the smooth taste fool you 'cause we be blasting, ho
This is what it sounds like when we ride on our enemies
Houston Texas, we full of negative energy
[Verse 5]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name, man
Z-Ro, making these haters mad, that's my thing, man
Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon' never change, man
Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum, that's the same thing
[Verse 6]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name, man
Z-Ro, making these haters mad, that's my thing, man
Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon' never change, man
Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum, that's the same thing
[Verse 7]
Be all up in my face when I be singing that song
But when haters be up in my face, I be swinging at dome
Because patience is a virtue that I don't have
And you a fool if you thinking that I won't jab
I hate the world is the kind of attitude I got
But I could justify reasons for any dude I shot
So I never be watching my back, Jehovah do it for me
I'm not a criminal, just tryna keep T-bone in my tummy
I'm as good as the best of them
Or as bad as the worst
Lil' fella you can find out
Don't make me have to pull my iron out
I do my dirt but I hide it
Like a bottle of Zydine
[Verse 8]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name, man
Z-Ro, making these haters mad, that's my thing, man
Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon' never change, man
Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum, that's the same thing
[Verse 9]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name, man
Z-Ro, making these haters mad, that's my thing, man
Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon' never change, man
Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum, that's the same thing
Written by: Z-Ro
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...