Tekst:
Z Ro Hard Times

stop it Because them hoes on flat, look in the freezer And a sive, ain't nothing but a stomach, these are hard times [Chorus] [Trae] Ro pass me the

stop it Because them hoes on flat, look in the freezer And a sive, ain't nothing but a stomach, these are hard times [Chorus] [Trae] Ro pass me the

you fuckin all the time come to find you only out tryin to go to school and tryna go to school and pay bills is hard to do I see you fool so go on and

peace and shit like that See I can only display my personal feelings and experiences And so far I ain't felt what happiness feels like Or experienced anything but hard times

tonight And put a swelling on his pimping, ride out tonight [Z-Ro] Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time Instead of a woman, Ro had making

, cause I'm straight out of no cash A broke motherfucker, named Z-Ro That was a long time ago, because now I got some c-notes I'ma waste my time in a

makin' it through Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you To my n**** Pharoahe, stay up homie To my n**** Z Ro, stay up homie If you're

first time Playa haters and snakes waitin' for mistakes But that's the breaks the highs and lows of the industry D.I.T.C. and X to the Z bringin' it

ya how we house 'em from the Westside of thangs (Killa Cali motherfuckers) Where the gang bangers hang The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard Where I write rhymes, so hard