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[Z-Ro]
I'm a Ridgemont soldier, state of Texas stunner
King of the ghetto, even when I was a newcomer
24 hours a day, I be sending fellas under
If they people want revenge, I never worry or wonder
When my motherfucking beef coming
Nigga this Rap-A-Lot mafia, head-n-chief coming
Everybody claiming they got guerillas in they click
Why they be lying
When automatics start bucking, they turn to monkeys on the vine
Trying to get away from the drama
But my barrel be spinnin like a set of Yokohama
I gotta blame it on my messed up childhood
This how I turned out
Hotter than first degree burns unable to burn out

[Chorus x2]
Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name mayne
Z-Ro, making these haters mad that's my thang mayne
Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon never change mayne
Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum that's the same thang

[Z-Ro]
We ain't riding on no horses round here
We get it how we live, that's why it go down round here
We going through thangs, plenty plenty pain round here
I cheering a smoke ass, we don't play games round here
Everybody living wild, nobody tame round here
On they click em juice, with evil in they brain round here
Since the turn of the century it ain't been the same round here
Must be a soldier or get voted just to claim round here
Some people say we a fashion show
Don't let the Screw tapes fool you cause we be blasting hoes
This is what it sounds like when we ride on our enemies
Houston Texas, we pulling negative energy

[Chorus x2]

[Z-Ro]
Be all up in my face when I be sanging that song
But when haters be up in my face I be swanging that dome
Because patience is a virtue that I don't have
And you a fool if you thinking that I won't jab
I hate the world is the kind of attitude I got
But I can justify reasons for any dude I shot
So I never be watching my back, Jehovah do it for me
I'm not a criminal, just trying to keep t-bone in my tummy
I'm as good as the best of them or as bad as the worst
Lil' fella you can find out
Don't make me have to pull my iron out
I do my dirt but I hide it like a bottle of Zydine

[Chorus x2]
[Z-Ro]   I'm a Ridgemont soldier, state of Texas stunner   King of the ghetto, even when I was a newcomer   24 hours a day, I be sending fellas under   If they people want revenge, I never worry or wonder   When my motherfucking beef coming   Nigga this Rap-A-Lot mafia, head-n-chief coming   Everybody claiming they got guerillas in they click   Why they be lying   When automatics start bucking, they turn to monkeys on the vine   Trying to get away from the drama   But my barrel be spinnin like a set of Yokohama   I gotta blame it on my messed up childhood   This how I turned out   Hotter than first degree burns unable to burn out      [Chorus x2]   Z-Ro, I think you fellas know my name mayne   Z-Ro, making these haters mad that's my thang mayne   Z-Ro, I'm real and I ain't gon never change mayne   Z-Ro, me and a piece of platinum that's the same thang      [Z-Ro]   We ain't riding on no horses round here   We get it how we live, that's why it go down round here   We going through thangs, plenty plenty pain round here   I cheering a smoke ass, we don't play games round here   Everybody living wild, nobody tame round here   On they click em juice, with evil in they brain round here   Since the turn of the century it ain't been the same round here   Must be a soldier or get voted just to claim round here   Some people say we a fashion show   Don't let the Screw tapes fool you cause we be blasting hoes   This is what it sounds like when we ride on our enemies   Houston Texas, we pulling negative energy      [Chorus x2]      [Z-Ro]   Be all up in my face when I be sanging that song   But when haters be up in my face I be swanging that dome   Because patience is a virtue that I don't have   And you a fool if you thinking that I won't jab   I hate the world is the kind of attitude I got   But I can justify reasons for any dude I shot   So I never be watching my back, Jehovah do it for me   I'm not a criminal, just trying to keep t-bone in my tummy   I'm as good as the best of them or as bad as the worst   Lil' fella you can find out   Don't make me have to pull my iron out   I do my dirt but I hide it like a bottle of Zydine      [Chorus x2]