Ro And Bun - Z-RO
When we in the club we got guns
You don't wanna run up
On that Z-RO and that bun
Sh*t talkers get a hole in they tongue
Shake your hand or crack your head
Boy we don't bar none
When we in the club we got guns
You don't wanna run up
On that Z-RO and that bun
Sh*t talkers get a hole in they tongue
Shake your hand or crack your head
Boy we don't bar none hold up
Sharp as a razor blade
B**ch don't step on my shoes
You out your mind
Thinking I won't pull out this weapon on you
Phoenix amare gators hater
Yeah I'm stepping on you
So you better have at least
A 3-57 on you
Your woman is in the club
To show me love
That's why you mean mugging me bro
But I don't give a f**k
Don't let this suit fool ya
Cause I was raised to grub
All that touchy-feely sh*t
The quickest way you get f**ked up
I know you feeling real good
You full of that sherm and alcohol
But it ain't nothing friendly about me
I am not your pal at all
Unless you rochelle and do nails
With them thick a** thighs
Otherwise I'mma leave a cereal bowl hole
In y'all b**ch a** guys
When we in the club we got guns
You don't wanna run up on that Z-RO and that bun
Sh*t talkers get a hole in they tongue
Shake your hand or crack your head
Boy we don't bar none
When we in the club we got guns
You don't wanna run up
On that Z-RO and that bun
Sh*t talkers get a hole in they tongue
Shake your hand or crack your head
Boy we don't bar none
It was the summertime
And bun is down to mack a ho ho
You know I graduated
From my pimping class in '94
So the sco' already known
Before the game is played
Trill niggas is getting paid
B**ch niggas is getting sprayed
Layed down like a sheet on the bed
With that heat to your head
I split you from the white meat to the red
And from the red meat to the bone