streets And keep your heater, under your seat when you creep [Hook - 4x] And to my G's Don't worry bout a damn thang [Z-Ro] You use to call me G.I.,
Tradução: Z-Ro. Y 2 Mi G.
You can go and take a glance at your hero, While a Houston stripper pole dance in a Z-ro Fantasy to you, reality to me, And my g-pass is as valid as can
as they can go to the club and get blitz Pick up some chicks and get some digits And the DJ's playing them hits Oh this my jam, this my shit We don't
Studewood, it's all good I'm riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines, running
rules hoe I was sagging in my khaki's, 'fore Dickies cool Gangsta Nike's on my feet, our music banging in the streets The young B.G.'s, really love to
a> playa haters and snakes waitin' for mistakes But that's the breaks the highs and lows Of the industry D.I.T.C. and X to the Z Bringin' it live
chronic with chunks of hash to puff with my +CASH+ Chorus 1 + 2 [J-Ro] King T, X to the Z, and J-Bizzy Well known for takin girls home and gettin busy
at Max's Get a bitch, fuck a hotel Hit the crib, relaxin Them Body boys They bringin noise Mike Jones and Paul Wall Slim Thug and Bun B and Z-Ro and all
wanna hear is a beat and that's it Long as they can go to the club and get blitz Pick up some chicks and get some digits And the DJ's playing them hits
and thats it long as they can go to the club and get blitz pick up some chicks and get some digits and the DJ's playing them hits oh this my jam, this
, not mine. I gotta gun and ima cock mine. Hatas, gimmie 50, drop down. My nigga C-Mo. And that boy Mike-Mo down wit Z-ro. And that Millzey, its goin
stones and sticks I ain't the shit bitch, I'm the motherfucking commode And fuck everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul Finally, I found me [Hook x2
's Ke' and 'Ro and fa' sho that's a gangsta hit Get up out our life, hoe Get up off our dick, Trick! [Chorus: Z- Ro] Time to let the truth be tooooold
my mind (mind-mind) I'm here to collect my pennies, my nickels and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes) And ain't nobody gonna block out my shine (shine-shine) [Z-Ro
[Z-Ro] Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang changed
