paroles de chanson King Of The Getto - Z-RO
This
is
my
wooooooorld
Z-Ro,
king
of
the
ghettoooooo
This
is
my
wooooooorld
Z-Ro,
king
of
the
ghettoooooo
Once
upon
a
time,
not
long
ago
There
was
a
hustling
motherfucker,
with
a
cold
ass
flow
Everytime
he
hit
the
studio,
his
beeper
go
off
He
left
the
beef
to
get
his
cheese,
by
selling
people
that
raw
With
a
pistol
on
his
right
side,
and
one
in
his
back
I-10
again
and
again,
from
running
that
crack
Girlfriend
kept
complaining,
cause
he
never
at
home
So
he
told
her
deal
with
it
bitch,
or
get
the
fuck
on
It
was
money
over
bitches,
on
his
mind
Plus
all
of
his
partnas,
thought
that
he
would
never
shine
The
number
be
15
and
5,
up
in
the
kitchen
He
could
do
it
straight
up,
or
he
could
do
it
with
a
whipping
But
then
came
a
drought,
and
then
he
put
his
first
album
out
Decided
to
do
it
full
time,
cause
record
stores
kept
selling
out
Still
in
the
game,
cocaine
on
top
of
the
brain
From
the
studio
to
the
streets,
Z-Ro
is
everything
This
is
my
wooooooorld
Z-Ro,
king
of
the
ghettoooooo
This
is
my
wooooooorld
Z-Ro,
king
of
the
ghettoooooo
King
of
the
ghetto,
I'm
sitting
on
my
throne
Got
a
red
light,
sitting
on
my
chrome
Ridgemont
Texas,
representing
With
a
taper
fade,
sitting
on
my
dome
I
mash
niggas,
and
I
thrash
niggas
When
it
come
down,
to
the
cash
nigga
Beat
that
ass,
in
a
flash
nigga
Pistol
play,
and
I'ma
blast
nigga
Gangstafied,
from
toe
to
head
All
day
long,
I
chase
my
bread
But
on
the
low,
I
don't
fuck
with
FED's
Cause
a
snitch
nigga,
get
dressed
in
red
Shut
up
bitch,
she
look
so
lie
But
they
don't
know,
she'll
take
your
life
Not
giving
a
fuck,
or
get
fucked
up
And
end
up
dead,
with
your
dick
in
the
sky
Go
my
way,
we
gon
have
fun
Instead
of
happiness,
we
have
done
About
our
business,
corrupting
our
kidneys
All
that
codeine,
weed
and
drugs
I'm
leaning
over,
but
still
a
soldier
Pimp
my
pen,
like
I'm
suppose
to
Nothing
but
the
finest,
light
green
doja
Got
it
from
C-Note,
from
the
Clover
Animal
thug,
I
thug
for
life
So
I
ain't
going,
to
the
club
tonight
Block
is
bleeding,
I'm
here
for
the
eating
And
supervising,
my
funds
tonight
I
scuffle
and
hustle,
on
my
grind
No
matter
the
weather,
no
matter
the
time
Roll
out
the
red
carpet
for
Z-Ro,
this
world
is
mine
This
is
my
wooooooorld
Z-Ro,
king
of
the
ghettoooooo
This
is
my
wooooooorld
Z-Ro,
king
of
the
ghettoooooo
Who
that
bumping,
who
that
beefing
Hope
you
brought
something,
to
put
your
chief
in
Interrupting
me,
while
I'm
reefer
chiefing
I'm
a
gangsta,
not
Erkle
Steven
Cause
I
don't
laugh,
and
I
don't
play
And
no,
is
something
that
I
don't
say
I
don't
give
a
motherfuck,
about
your
day
Ho,
get
the
fuck
out
of
my
way
I'm
lean
as
fuck,
and
don't
like
nobody
My
style
of
rap,
is
unlike
nobody
I
let
off
fo'
shots,
and
hit
fo'
bodies
OG
with
it,
like
Amas
Rodney
Still
in
the
game,
as
a
MVP
Dealing
with
haters,
that
envy
me
Fuck
fabricated,
and
commercializing
I'ma
bring
my
block,
to
MTV
Show
love,
and
do
all
I
can
For
all
my
people,
and
all
my
fans
But
motherfuckers,
be
hating
me
For
the
life
of
me,
I
can't
understand
Cause
I'm
cool
as
hell,
till
a
hater
get
bold
Step
out
of
line,
fuck
around
get
stoled
I
must
be,
their
motherfucking
issue
Cause
all
these
niggas,
getting
drove
Up
a
lot,
like
a
Volkswagon
I
get
a
commission,
for
toe
tagging
A
slim
killa,
with
a
wide
body
Polo
top,
and
Polo
sagging
I
live
my
life,
like
I
don't
care
But
every
night,
I
be
deep
in
prayer
Then
I
get
off,
my
knees
And
hustle,
straight
like
that
there
This
is
my
wooooooorld
Z-Ro,
king
of
the
ghettoooooo
This
is
my
wooooooorld
Z-Ro,
king
of
the
ghettoooooo
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1 On My Grind
2 Z-Ro
3 These Ni***z
4 King Of The Getto
5 11 Many N***z
6 I Hate U B***h
7 Hey Lil Mama
8 So Much
9 That'Z Who I Am
10 Everyday
11 Crooked Officer
12 Why
13 Happy FeelingZ
14 II Many Ni***z
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