Текст песни Up in My Face - Z-RO
Don′t
these
niggas
know
we
murder
niggas
for
real
man?
Fucking
around
with
Z-RO
nigga
you
dead
wrong
(dead
wrong)
dead
wrong
(dead
wrong)
Know
I'm
saying,
when
I
walk
in
the
motherfuckin′
club
niggas
be
hatin',
but
guess
what
I
see
though
I
see
some
niggas
tonight
that
should
be
having
they
head
stomped
(Head
stomped)
head
stomped
(head
stomped)
Excuse
me,
get
off
my
motherfuckin'
toes
I
ain′t
got
no
love
for
you
motherfuckin′
hoes
Raise
up,
'fore
a
nigga
blaze
up
I′d
be
the
nigga
that'll
tear
your
face
up
With
a
left,
a
right,
I′m
out-of-sight,
I'm
boss
I
don′t
give
a
fuck,
you
see
me
flippin'
when
I
floss
Riding
with
the
Trae,
riding
with
the
Jay'ton
Riding
with
my
brother,
brother,
then
we
be
on
On
a
money
making
mission,
stackin′
our
feddy
The
world
ain′t
ready,
so
heavy
like
a
Chevy
Slow
it
down,
we
gon'
put
it
up
If
you
talking
shit
to
us
bitch,
we
shoot
it
up
Talking
′bout
your
block
now,
I
be
riding
with
my
glock
now
It's
non-stop
now,
around
the
clock
now
Gotta
get
my
motherfuckin′
paper
Stacking
up
my
chips
like
Lego
Hey
ho,
I
just
want
some
brain
That's
that
nigga
Trae,
that′s
my
right-hand
man
Man,
nigga
we
got
a
master
plan
Nothing
but
thousand
dollars
spreads
up
in
our
hands
Fuck
going
to
jail,
gotta
make
bail
I'm
living
in
hell,
so
what
the
fuck?
Oh
well
And
I
don't
give
a
damn,
long
as
a
nigga
stay
free
Out
here
sippin′
codiene,
blowing
on
trees
At
ease,
motherfucker,
just
relax
In
my
pocket,
I
gotta
bunch
of
green
backs
And
that′s
a
fact,
I
wouldn't
tell
no
lie
If
you
run
up,
I
put
a
swoll
on
your
eye
Don′t
even
try
to
run
up
on
that
water
I
beat
the
nigga
like
a
motherfuckin'
motor
Like
a
transmission,
and
I′m
standing
up
hustlin'
On
the
motherfuckin′
corner
and
I'm
scufflin'
To
get
my
motherfuckin′
cheese,
my
motherfucking
bread
And
you
get
one
up
in
your
head
If
you
running
up,
trying
to
take
what′s
mine
And
in
my
fucking
pant's
line,
I
got
that
iron
Under
my
elastic,
I′ll
put
flowers
up
in
a
basket
For
a
bastard,
to
get
his
ass
kicked
Tryna
fuck
around
with
a
nigga
that
roll
with
plastic
Yeah
Alright,
know
I'm
saying?
I
don′t
know
why
motherfuckers
up
in
my
face
bumping
they
gums
lately
All
that
bumpin',
and
they
said
nothin′
I
don't
know
why
motherfuckers
up
in
my
face
bumping
they
gums
(ah-huh)
Yeah
(ah-huh)
lately...
What
the
fuck
do
you
want
with
me?
Feel
me
S.U.C.
That's
my
clique
S.U.C.
My
family
And
it
can′t
stop
′Til
I
D-I-E
Fuck
around,
In
H-Town
Texas
Alright,
that's
how
we
gon′
ride
out
with
this
shit
Hoes
know,
niggas
know,
know
I'm
saying?
We
don′t
give
a
damn,
and
I
just
did
that
off
the
top
of
my
head
Leave
a
nigga
dead
From
that
Lex,
(from
that
Lex)
when
you
finish
it
(when
you
finish
it)
Put
him
underground
(ground),
where
he
can't
make
a
sound
(can′t
make
a
sound)
We
don't
give
fuck
(we
don't
give
fuck),
′cause
we
ride
on
buck
(we
ride
on
buck)
In
a
trophy
truck
(trophy
truck),
leave
a
nigga
stuck
(leave
a
nigga
stuck)
Woo-ooh
Alright,
and
we
gon′
ride
out
(ride
out),
slide
out
(slide
out),
ride
out
(ride
out)
Know
what
I'm
sayin′?
(Yeah,
you
goddamn
right,
we
ride
out)
Yeah
nigga,
2K3
we
do
our
dirt
but
we
hide
it
like
a
bottle
of
cyanide
We
on
the
South-sill
fa-lil,
bitch
Guess
that's
just
how
it
is
You
fucking
with
us
Southside
niggas
Fuck
it,
I
guess
that′s
just
how
it
is
man
We
don't
give
a
damn
though
Niggas
gonna
have
to
make
way
for
us
fool
′Cause
guess
what?
You
can.
keep
watching,
keep
peeping,
you
still
sleeping,
on
the
weekend
But
we
be
up
and
we
be
woke...
Damn
the
beat
gone?
Fuck
the
track,
let's
go
to
the
next
one
1 Intro
2 Mo City Don
3 Tall Tale Of A G
4 Grindin
5 Eyes on N****s
6 Long Time
7 Never Take Me Alive
8 What Happened to That Dude
9 Up in My Face
10 Dirty Game
11 No Love
12 Like Jesus
13 Mo City Don (Regular)
14 Grindin' (Regular)
15 Never Take Me Alive (Regular)
16 Up in My Face (Regular)
17 No Love (Regular)
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