Legendary - Z-Ro

Yeah…

Pull up knocking my own shit

Cup of drank, and a Reeses Pieces

I don’t fuck with leases

If I’m behind the wheel I own it

Bad bitch and she gotta be sitting on grown men

Tell me what the fuck you want from me

If you ain’t talking about no money get the fuck off my phone then

Jacker run up on me, I’m a blow your dome in

Even though I got a C on my back, and my car got a B on it’s back

But we still get along then

I always look like «please leave me the fuck alone then…»

Niggas excited wanna get a picture, but really be trying to getcha

Fucking with me, I bet they gon dead before the song end

I started this singing and rapping shit way back in 96'

Just me and Bone Thugs and Harmony and Klondike Kat who else that’s it

19 years later still running on this Rap A Lot lawn Rappers

Yes I’m running that

So many haters on my way every day

Every time I get an opportunity they jump in front of that

Sold my Bentley I had to get another one

If I don’t do no shows I’m gonna suffer some

These men just always be trippin

I’m a do it myself

Fuck trying to find another one

I see smiling faces, but behind smiling faces

They be so evil

So if you see me in public don’t run up on me homie

Fuck you and fuck your people

Legendary is my middle name

The realest ever is my boulevard

I can do nothing with no pocket change

I fear no man I only fear my Lord

This one for my real G’s throwing up your hood

This one for my real G’s diamonds up against the wood

This one for my real G’s coming down looking good

And this one for my real G’s

I’m way too real for them and that’s why they can’t feel me

I was ready to give up the rap game

And pick up a kilo of cocaine

I don’t think y’all really hear me

If you a weak ass nigga don’t bring none of that damn near me

I’m the muthafucking man around here

You don’t need no glances

You don’t even need a shot of Visine to see it clearly

I know you don’t wanna see me living swell

Lay down a muthafucker coz I’m having a ball

You wanna see me in a living hell

This lil nigga named Sam think he live like me

Put his bitch ass in a hospital

He won’t survive like me

They say they love God, they really love Satan

Yes they sold they soul, guess they got tired of waiting

Just coz you ain’t' signed right now

That don’t mean you ain’t never gonna sign

All you had to do is keep on praying

Pants so tight boy you need to be ashamed

Legs looking like a man with the legs of a Great Dane

No sweat suit model ass nigga you a lame

You’s a bitch, in my book I’m a call you Jane

Hard as a muthafucker on your album cover huh

Catch yo ass in real life and you ain’t' fucking with a brother huh

That’s why I bought yo ass a Chevrolet

While I be on corners in that Bently Coupe like every day

Ro tha Vandross

They put a hit on me

But I don’t really give a shit homie

I got more than just that 45th on me

And I’m knocking all y’all haters down like dominos