Z-Ro - Type Of Ni**a I Am lyrics

Every morning I wake up I start
My day off wrong firing
Up that kush before I even put my clothes on
Load my Glock 40 before I even
Wash my face I do these types of things so I
Won't be a murder case
When I'm rollin in my ride there
Be a look on my
Face so cold starin at your ass so hard I
Can see straight through to your soul
Ain't no tellin when somebody tryna get
Me for my riches I used
To leave em' in stiches now I
Leave they ass in ditches
I don't love bitchs I don't love niggas
I don't love nothing it's gonna
Take my momma comin back from the
Grave for me to love sumthin
I let my temper get the best
Of me and go off for
No reason this is the beginning of
Kickin in your door season
I met a couple niggas in jail
They were all screamin they
Were real but Joseph was the
Only one I could feel
You don't like it call the law fuck
You hoes I don't give a damn
I'll knock yo bitch ass out and that's
The type of nigga I am

NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA Tell me who gon fuck
Around with Joseph Wayne Mcvey

A lot of niggas mumble under there
Breath about what they gon do
Running up on Z-Ro The Crooked
Is what they won't do yea I'm cool, calm
And colletive but I ain't got
It all that's why I
Go from how you doing to fuck all ya'll
My attitude is rude enough to be a
Crooked cop but there ain't no
Red or blue lights flashin on the
Top of my drop top i'm a gangsta and I spit
Nuttin but gangsta shit
That's comin from a 5
Deuce Hover gangsta Crip
Bangin Street Milatary
Point Blank and Klondike Kat
The shit they were
Talkin about I grew up just like that
My hood was full of thugs, money, guns
And dope finding my stomach full of
Liquor my lungs full of smoke
I had a pocket full of stones out
There chasin that money and once
I got it I'd be damn if
Somebody could take it from me
Run on up and I'm a dump
Untill the trigga jam motherfucker
You better realize that's the type
Of nigga I am

NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA Tell me who gon fuck
Around with Joseph Wayne Mcvey

The King Of The Ghetto ain't
No punk muthafucka I'll
Open my hand and slap
Muthafucka guess they shouldn't
Have been stupid ass dumb
Muthafucka nigga don't piss
Me off unless you ready to run muthafucka
And fellas just be running off at
The mouth like hoes but
In reality your faker then a
Foot with four big toes
But me I'm a shoot it up
And shut it down straight
Like that keep blowing combinations untill
You can't fight back
From the city where everybody go
For broke it's so crucial
I can be murdered by one of my own locs
Hell naw you can't roll with me
I roll alone ain't no use
In calling me either I can't
Seem to hear my phone
Fuck the promoter cause he ain't tryna
Pay me what I'm worth I'll
Run away with his deposit and
There won't be a concert (haha)
Free Fairo my nigga doing 50 agravated
In the slame my criminal
Record show that's were the type
Of nigga I am

NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
That's the type of nigga I am
NIGGA Tell me who gon fuck
Around with Joseph Wayne Mcvey