Z-Ro-City of Killers
feat. Dougie D, Trae
[Dougie D]
Trying to feel my inside soul, cause a angel told me its cold
But ain t no way I can fold, with a pair unless this damn swoll
Cause where a nigga was raised, don t nobody play games
Its like your life is the sweets, and reality s the flame
So why the fuck you trying to torture, with that dip in the middle
Its like I m swallowing mighty bites, while you be nibbling on skittles
Cause this city we in, it ain t no such thing as friends
And once it comes down to paper, you down to bump off your kin
You think I m lying, what thoughts be in my head as I walk around
So now you know when you see me, why my face is quick to chalk a frown
Cause I don t trust nobody, no not a god damn song
So now you know I m a hog, from high to a deep level of cold
Thinking why niggas let me broke in this city of Houston
But ain t no stopping bam, I ma keep my ego to boosting
Cause I got a bunch of fans that love me, and bitches that jock
I got killas in my click, and I keep thugs on my block
[Chorus 1 - 2x]
I m just letting you know don t test me, I m with the chrome
I m still in my ghetto peel, I m more than your average nigga
From that Mo, lookin out the house with a bed with a bullet in the way
That hit your spine, and now you crying, cause you realize
That your dick can t even get hard
[Trae]
Who the hell could it be, peeping on me
T to the R to the motherfucking A-E
Killas that like me trucks with a bust, better duck
Who the fuck running up, so nigga what, fore I leave my star full of that heat
Gotta watch my back, fore I be alone that shit is gon fall, and the while
Back me up, to the sides shaky grin, gotta know get enough for them
That T to the E |
