Z-Ro, Just Brittany - Murderer lyrics
[Z-Ro, Just Brittany - Murderer lyrics]
Ay we ready, ay ay we ready (ah)
Tell em we ready, if we tell them again
(Houston Texas)
Tell em we ready, if we tell them again
Tell em we ready
If we tell them again I tell them
Wide lens, coming down I10
Promethazyne, dripping down my chin
One deep for life, that mean I'm my friend
You gon' fall asleep, trying to count my ends
Ain't no other rapper got a set of skills
That Ro got
I swear I'm half a man and half machine
Call me Ro-bot
We don't roll twenties, we roll swangas
Try to take it from us
We keep one up in the chamber danger
Tell em we ready, if we tell them again
Tell em we ready, if we tell them again
Houston Texas, down South we run the game
We some murderers, ha
I already told ya
You ain't heard a gangsta yet
Play with fire, it's gonna get you wet (wet)
Guns gloves vest, Houston is Screwston Tex
And you ain't gotta give it
I promise we take respect
This an army, better yet a gang
And I ain't gonna do ya
All my people pack a thang
Thousand dollar hair do
Ain't messing with no bangs
We just want the fortune
We ain't focused on the fame
Sunny in the club but, I'ma make it rain
Y'all be renting cars but
I be renting planes
All black on, with the pistol in your mouth
We putting you in the fish tank
I put that on the South
These haters
Always see us in the streets haters
Mean mugging, we ain't trying to speak haters
Hole in your neck, how you gon' breathe hater
This is H Town
Either you gon' get down or lay down
We on the radio, everyday now
We don't give a damn, what you say now
The South is back
We some murderers
Tell em we ready, if we tell them again
(Houston Texas)
Tell em we ready, if we tell them again
Tell em we ready
If we tell them again I tell them
Wide lens, coming down I10
Promethazyne, dripping down my chin
One deep for life, that mean I'm my friend
You gon' fall asleep, trying to count my ends
Ain't no other rapper got a set of skills
That Ro got
I swear I'm half a man and half machine
Call me Ro-bot
We don't roll twenties, we roll swangas
Try to take it from us
We keep one up in the chamber danger
Tell em we ready, if we tell them again
Tell em we ready, if we tell them again
Houston Texas, down South we run the game
We some murderers, ha
I already told ya
You ain't heard a gangsta yet
Play with fire, it's gonna get you wet (wet)
Guns gloves vest, Houston is Screwston Tex
And you ain't gotta give it
I promise we take respect
This an army, better yet a gang
And I ain't gonna do ya
All my people pack a thang
Thousand dollar hair do
Ain't messing with no bangs
We just want the fortune
We ain't focused on the fame
Sunny in the club but, I'ma make it rain
Y'all be renting cars but
I be renting planes
All black on, with the pistol in your mouth
We putting you in the fish tank
I put that on the South
These haters
Always see us in the streets haters
Mean mugging, we ain't trying to speak haters
Hole in your neck, how you gon' breathe hater
This is H Town
Either you gon' get down or lay down
We on the radio, everyday now
We don't give a damn, what you say now
The South is back
We some murderers