[Z-RO Talking]
Guess who's back?
(HAY) [laughs]
That's right, king of the ghetto (HAY)
The Mo city don, Z-RO the crooked (That's Right)
That's my mothaf*ckin name n*gga (that's right, that's right)
And I'm representing (WHAT) as*h*les By Nature (Nature)
Screwed Up Click, all mothaf*ckin day long till the casket drop (Real talk n*gga)
n*gga, I'm doin this sh*t for DJ Screw (HAY)
n*gga, I'm doin this sh*t for Big Hawk (HAY)
n*gga, I'm doin this sh*t for Big Steve Mafio-so (HAY)
We doin this sh*t for Big Mello (WHAT)
Know what I'm talkin bout, I'm doin this sh*t for Pimp C, n*gga (Real talk)
That's right...
All the mothaf*ckin fallen soldiers in the game, n*gga (Know what I'm talking bout)
It's real out here in these mothaf*ckin city streets, n*gga (That's alright)
Huh, me? I'm representing Mo city, n*gga
Rich Motofo to be exact
That's what's up for me, n*gga
By dueces to the crip n*gga till the casket drop, n*gga to the world blow (HAY)
Know what's I'm talking bout?
I ain't set tripping no n*gga, I be getting this goddamn breed
That's what it's about to me, n*gga (HAY)
So back back and uh, I'm a show you how to do this sh*t one time, you know what I'm talking bout
It's my new sh*t n*gga called Crack
Why it's called Crack? (HAY)
Cause it's the new word, n*gga (HAY)
Getcha hoota ready to blaze, n*gga (n*ggA!)
[Rapping:]
I try to beat my felony but I lost that case
So well, I went to jail and I lost that weight
Met a couple dime pieces but I'm true to one woman
I could spot a devil with breast when I see one coming
What's the matter, y'all acting like y'all mad I'm free
Like to see me suffering, is what you glad to see (b*tches)
Newsflash: I ain't been doing bad in so long
Making money in prison like I was still at home
Got a few mo vechile, that super size my house
Made a call to Paul Wall and he re-did my mouth
Know you wonder why I'm the most hated rapper down south
I'm so deep they can't reach what I be talking about
With the same size foot you couldn't fill these shoes
You ain't gotta be a crip for you to dig these blues
Where the playa haters at, it's time to hate me again
Same pistol, yeah it's dusty without safety again
Same snub coll 8 5 7 ain't nothing changed
I ain't looking for no trouble just protecting my brain
I don't need to reach out and touch ya, stay out of my range
If you don't give me a reason, I ain't goin murder you maan
I'm the new Crack, put me on yo hoota and blaze me
You ain't even gotta re-smoke, just smoke me daily
If ya lookin for a buzz, this the wrong CD
Homie, don't press play, unless you ready to O D
All my people love my music, but they don't think I'm a thug
Even the kids listen, but they don't think I'm a drug
In reality I'm an addiction, but that's a good thang
Not on for television, I'm a world wide hood thang
Reppin stars, and dealers moving my sh*t
Bootleggers ain't got the good wheel, but it's too hard to call it well
And if you got the nerve to call me underground, n*gga please
Here goes fourteen new songs, overdose on these