Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song That'z Who I Am, artist - Z-Ro. Album song Greatest Hits (Screwed), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
That'z Who I Am |
Houston Texas is my city, Ridgemont 4 is my block |
I put my trust in no man, only my motherfucking Glock |
Cause she ain’t never let me down, before |
Fuck a gang I follow my bitch, cause she be busting rounds for Ro |
Unlike my homies, cause they phony than a motherfucker |
Even my broad, cause she might be fucking some other brother |
Lord knows, that I couldn’t take it if I found out |
Premeditated, cause I’m about to let them automatic rounds out |
A prisoner of my own mind, losing it swiftly |
Clicking on motherfuckers, until the reaper come and get me |
Fuck a friend and a click, and a partner in crime |
Cause when you doing your bid, they won’t be partners in time |
I bet they be the main reason, why you locked up in a county |
That’s why I strive, to keep all the busta bitches from round me |
So take it how you wanna take it, I don’t give a damn |
I’m an asshole by nature, nigga this is who I am |
I know they told y’all, deep down South we don’t play |
Don’t get too close, cause nigga I’m gon spray |
Everyone of y’all, piss me off and you gon see me touch |
Your noggin dog, that’s who I am nigga fuck you |
Don’t worry my nigga, I’m coming to make your bail |
Wait a second, how this buster know I’m going to jail |
I seen the hatred in they faces, when the prince wanted to see me |
When they thought I was leaving, they wanted to D-E-A-D me |
Dropping salt on my name, saying I sold my soul |
And these suppose to be my people, damn my people so cold |
Why not be happy for a nigga, when he make a major move |
Chill you playing with this game, but I’ve been paying major dues |
I can’t tell a motherfucker, how to fly a plane |
If I ain’t never been up in the cockpit, you feeling me mayn |
I got a bunch of records sold, and y’all ain’t sold shit |
Your foreign’s at a standstill, but my Houptie’s on the road bitch |
Beef with me nigga, and you can find out |
How I murder niggas with my lyrics, I ain’t gotta pull my iron out |
Take it how you wanna take it, I don’t give a damn |
Fuck them niggas who say they down, one deep is who I am |
I’mma follow the truth, and never follow lies |
So I’mma ride on Watts, until his fat ass apologize |
For saying what he said, about Screw |
Look who your style is named after motherfucker, you number two |
And you know what come before one, nigga this mouthpiece |
Z-Ro and S.U.C., Southside super hero |
Fucking with you pussies, cause it’s time you be tampered with |
When you see me look me in the eyes, and pull up your pamper bitch |
My nigga named Tommy, say he’s coming to get ya |
His people gon be swinging, everyone of em’ll hit ya |
Holding on to my grudges, until my brain get a blister |
I love drama so much, because my life is so rough |
So when you see me out in public, don’t you come at me wrong |
Disrespect me if you ain’t, ho I’mma fuck up your dome |
You can take it how you wanna take it, I don’t give a damn |
Street Military was my father, Z-Ro is who I am |