Zion I - Don't Lost Your Head - Original lyrics

Wake up, gunshots in the city Hustlers on the corner, gonna get more busy Gunshots, young stunna got caught up Clock big numbers, too bad got startered Stunt now, you gonna pay later Big booty girl, that's a black mans savior Servin', hit the block and we curbin' Roll real slow through the cut like a surgeon Turf chick, smurfette, give you work quick Get caught sippin', get sick is it worth it? Hell nah, but the job fill timers Got a good girl in my eyes she the flyest Can't sleep, streets stay heated Ghetto connoisseur, i know you see it Posted, while my cousins gettin' toasted Got a big beat so fat you can smoke it [Dont Lose Your Head lyrics on Don't- d- don't lose ya Dont lose your head Little homie whatchu gonna do wit your Life You wanna hustle but you ain't doin it right Thug to the end just dunno why Even if your wrong you know im gonna ride In the streets With the k**as and the creeps You dont wanna learn but i still wanna Teach I told you, laced in beats Cuz all you ever do is chase them freaks Lil town girl Never been around the world Gave her that pill Now your lickin on her pearl Ill be right out keep em all syched out In the back room f*ckin with the lights out Dont do it Don't- d- don't lose ya Dont lose your head Ay, skyscrapers, high from the vapors See us drive by, ain't no way it's gonna shake us Earthquake us, sh**tin on the rictuhh Party at the crib bring a friend an her sister Cruise by, homie deuce amp live D-U-S-T in the back, lets ride Dipped in the caddy, stuntin' like my daddy Slouch real low, buds fall out the baggy Yolk in a circle, pullin' on purple Flow to the show, although no rehersal Got stress? better let that rest D-Boys get annoyed leave a VOID on your chest Yes, all bad when you act too good Roll with the punches i think you should Get smart, we'd rather go dumb Big ba** in your face make your brain go numb Don't- d- don't lose ya Dont lose your head