Z-ro - Up In My Face lyrics

(*Talks*)Don't these n***as know we murder n***as for real man? (*Sings*)f**ing around with Z-Ro n***a ya dead wrong (dead wrong) dead wrong (dead wrong) (*Talks*)Know I'm saying, when I walk in the motherf**in club n***as be hatin, but guess what I see though (*Sings*)I see some n***as tonight that should be having they head stomped (head stomped) head stomped (head stomped) Z-Ro Verse: Excuse me, get off my motherf**in toes I ain't got no love for you motherf**in hoes Raise up, 'fore a n***a blaze up I'd be the n***a that'll tear yo face up With a left, a right, I'm out-of-sight, I'm boss I don't give a f**, 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 going down, we gon put it up If you talking sh** to us b**h, we shoot it up Talking bout yo block now, I be riding with my Glock now It's non-stop now, around the clock now Gotta get my motherf**er paper Stacking up my chips like Lego Hey ho, I just want some brain That's that n***a Trae, that's my right-hand man Man, n***a we gotta master plan Nothing but thousand dollars spreads up in our hands f** going to jail, gotta make bail We living in hell, so what the f** oh well And I don't give a damn, as long as a n***a stay free Out here sippin codiene blowing on tree At ease, motherf**er, just relax In my pocket, I gotta bunch of green backs And that's 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 n***a like a motherf**in motor Like a transmission, and I'm standing up hustlin On the motherf**in corner and I'm scufflin To get my motherf**in cheese my motherf**ing bread And you get one up in yo head If you running up, trying to take what mine And in my f**ing pant's line, I got that iron Under my elastic, I'll put flowers up in a basket For a ba*tard, to get his a** kicked Try to f** around with n***a that roll with plastic Yeeaaahh.... (*Talks*)Alright, Know I'm saying (*Sings*)I don't know why motherf**ers up in my face bumping they gums Lately.. (*Talks*)All that gum, and then he said here (*Sings*)I don't know why motherf**ers up in my face bumping they gums Yeeaahhh....Lately...What the f** do you want with me? (*Talks*)Feel me (*Sings*)S.U.C (*Talks*)That's my clique (*Sings*)S.U.C.. (*Talks*)That's my fam (*Sings*)And it can't stop... (*Talks*)Till I D-I-E (*Sings*)f** around, In HTOWN... (*Talks*)Texas (*Sings*)OOOooo... (*Talks*)Alright, that's how we gonna ride out with this sh**. Hoes know, n***as know. Know I'm saying, we don't give a damn. And I just did that off the top of my head (*Sings*)Leave a n***a 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 f** (We don't give f**), cause we ride on buck (we ride on buck) In a trophy truck (trophy truck), leave a n***a stuck (leave a n***a stuck) ...OOOooo... (*Talks*) Alright, and we gon ride out (ride out), slide out (slide out), ride out (ride out), know I'm saying You gotta do it right when you do the ride out Yeah n***a, 2K3 we do our dirt but we hide it like a bottle of cyanide We on the South-sill fa-lil, b**h Guess that's just how it is f**ing with us southside n***as f** it, I guess that's just how it is man We don't give a damn though n***as gonna have to make way for us fool Cause guess what... (*Sings*)You can...Keep watching, keep peeping, ya still sleeping, on the weekend. But we be up and we be woke... (MUSIC CUTS) (*Talks*)Damn the beat gone? f** the track, let's go to the next one