mind Southside I bring it to you live, so please don't underestimate me Or my niggaz Trae, Dougie D and Z-Ro sing the hook for me [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Who could it be
Перевод: Z-Ro. Кто бы это мог быть.
be true to you [Verse 4 - 50 Cent] Go shorty, it's your birthday You made it just in time to hear my wordplay It's the kid that flip flows who used
Watkins I stopped to see the homies off of Huckala street All you game in the front yard bumpin' this beat [Chorus: Z-Ro] Ever since I could remember
down our style and ABC it then so be it cause nowadays these kids, jeez don't give a shit bout lyrics all they wanna hear is a beat and thats it long
cars and a mansion? That ain't never been my goal A hooptie would be fine, plus somewhere warm when it's cold I know what it feel like, not to be able
chunk a deuce for Paul Who told DSR that he make more than me and P And my nigga Slim Thee, Dike Jones could it be You could of praised my whole body and couldn
Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots, "Aww shit" Yeah, yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L I K's It's the Likwid family, bringin' it live to you and
to Arkansas Focus, I be the mostest, the dopest Rhyme flow bounce atrocious Bag of weed, my niggas smoke this, shit I be stacking in jams, while I be
naw, man, y'all done up and done it We chiefing like everyday, smoking bluebonic, chronic I did it, I done it, this rap beef, you know who won it I'm
and playin maze and these bitches they can't stand it (can't stand it) Peep up in this game and this thing is so demandin'-Comin Up [Verse 2: Z-Ro]
t the only one 'cause Annie I miss you too [Chorus] [Z-Ro:] A house is not a house if ain't nobody livin in it Tell me why black life isn't life unless
a man who came up so don't be playin' with me, hop up in my B E D Slow down I'm about to skeet yeah. [Hook: Z-Ro] It's that pretty brown round, Driving
full of liquor, my lungs full of smoke. I had a pocket full of stones out there chasin that money, And once I got it I be damned if somebody could take it
[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 mothafuckin
to keep flowing I'm a keep it going Back in 92' I probably could kick your door in Nigga lay it down lay it down you hoes lay it down I reppin' for the
