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 South Side of that
the other side Nigga we all South of the Third Coast, feel that Z-Ro the Crooked nigga, Z-Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don And it go down, and it don'
off the porch For real, I'm going to the top this year Dirty South is a beast, it go down round here [Hook x2] [Z-Ro:] Go on and put me for a show,
's looking for a thug You with that ladi-dadi, but I'm a hottie hottie Then Daz Dilinger said, you better ask somebody [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Bitch you,
[Z-Ro] 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
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 going down, we gon put it
going down (going down) they know it's going down (going down) yeeah See these H-Town playas know it's going down (going down) going down (going down)
the edge having a conversation with my infrared All these fuck niggas can get it two to the head and get dead (Chorus) [Z-Ro] It's the return of Z-Ro
Z-Ro talking] Z-Ro, the motherfucking Mo City don Sending this out to Ron fuck you Like my nigga mafiosos, you feel me Fuck all of y'all man, it go down
that's right Cause we real, on a mission to get it can't stop Going platinum, everytime another tape drop [Z-Ro] It's the return of Z-Ro the Crooked,
dead, with an infrared I never be giving a fuck aboooout, you It got me going me crazy, got a nigga going crazy Got me going crazy, crazy [T.A.Z.] T.A.Z
(feat. Z-Ro) Southside, yeah, it's going down Bout to turn it out, H-A dub K Z-Ro The Crooked, it's going down [Chorus] Man hold up it's going down
in here, putting it down Trying to hold it down, know I'm saying Everybody out here, still representing to the fullest You know I'ma hold it down fa sho
Z-Ro] I was a superstar at seventeen Famous in the ghetto, for working a triple beam Somebody told me it was destiny, for me to suffer Cause when the going
is the rap state Let's conjugate hop in the Benz, Guerilla Maab and Dead End On that chase for benjamins, in this shit we play to win [Hook] [Z-Ro:]
Pharoah the six foot nine South Park slang, stain my brain Now I remain in a hell of a game, cause I stay for One nation, under the groove Getting down
wrong It'll be known for some of y'all to move on, we still always and forever Guerillas that mob and I'm the lieutenant, stand down back down And get a nigga smacked down
put it down in the studio With Cl'Che, I got too many problems on my mind And another serial number, on my nine So if you looking for Z-Ro, come to Ridgemont