Z-Ro - No Reason lyrics

Slap that nigga he's a bitch
Slap that hoe she's a bitch
It ain't nothing wrong, but y'all know me
I'm on my fuck the world, for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggas
None of y'all niggas, don't know Jesus bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
My back left pocket, got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc, and my loc niggas need me bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
When I'm in the club, I don't see real niggas
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it

Ain't no love, for none of y'all niggas
Swear to God, fuck every one of y'all niggas
I wish I could murder
Every one of y'all niggas
Skinny jeans corrupted
Every one of y'all niggas
Leave that shit up, to Drake and Wayne
If you ain't them, then you faking mayn
Take it however, you wanna take it mayn
Some in the ground
Now beneath the basement mayn
I know boys wonder, how I made it to the top
I make real music, and I take it to the block
Your flow is broke
You need to take it to the shop
My flow is big dick, hoes take it nonstop
My flow is arrogant, like fuck your verse
Devil in disguise, nigga fuck your church
Baptize your ass, and bloody up your shirt
Go get my money, hurry up hoe work
My people still waiting, on money from Barack
From a house to a spot, king size to a cot
Said it was getting better
But the shit didn't stop
So the women on the block, pussy full of rock
AR-50, I love my girl
Nobody here but us, I love my world
I'm oh so jealous, don't touch my girl
I'll let her holla at ya, don't trust my girl
Yeah, who that wanna do that
Like run up on a nigga
That'll bust and make the crowd move back
Let a mo'fucker, run up on Ro
I promise I'ma handle my bidness
And leave a fool flat on his back
Either with these hands, or this tool I pack
I'm a Mo City nigga, I done told you that
I'm a general
And that's where my soldiers at for real

Slap that nigga he's a bitch
Slap that hoe she's a bitch
It ain't nothing wrong, but y'all know me
I'm on my fuck the world, for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggas
None of y'all niggas, don't know Jesus bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
My back left pocket, got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc, and my loc niggas need me bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
When I'm in the club, I don't see real niggas
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it

Most of y'all niggas, just sprayed yourself
Like you got what you got, with no help
Like God
Ain't got nothing to do with your wealth
Don't even take time
To say thanks for your help
I know I'm fucked up
That's why I be repenting
Every five minutes, I need to be forgiven
From Sunday morning service
Straight to prison
God brought me through it
That's why I'm living
Don't believe in him, he don't believe in you
He let somebody run up on you
Or merk you fool then you bad
Till you meet somebody worse than you
That shirt'll do something
You ain't think a shirt could do
I use to be a young asshole
Ain't shit changed, I'm still in másh mode
I roll around my city, on glass foes
No pockets, them ain't my pants hoe
What the fuck, is a relationship
Too much of a player, to chase a bitch
I'm Mr ruffle, I make the chips
You taker a shit, I take a trip
I roll by myself
I don't need a lot of people
But doing what I do
I still feed a lot of people
Z-Ro one deep, but he a lot of people
He a lot of Christian, but he a lot of evil
You can get a win, or a mac ten
I want that white bitch, and her black friend
I'm IRS cause I'm taxing
For 25K1 you rat's end
Telling on niggas, you a teacher's pet
Never ever been in the game, a bleacher's vet
Two hundred and twenty three quarters so far
I'm balling
And I ain't took a breather yet bitch

Slap that nigga he's a bitch
Slap that hoe she's a bitch
It ain't nothing wrong, but y'all know me
I'm on my fuck the world, for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggas
None of y'all niggas, don't know Jesus bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
My back left pocket, got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc, and my loc niggas need me bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason bitch
When I'm in the club, I don't see real niggas
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it