Hate (Explicit)

Hate (Feat. Billy Cook & Jr.) - Z-RO

Z Ro boy I will come down

And make my pistol hit y'all niggaz boy

Y'all don't wanna mess with me ni**a

B**ches come down now ni**a

Hey why they hate me like

I stole something that make

A ni**a wanna roll something

But I'm they closest partna

If I let em hold something

Good for nothing but making

Me hate my peers

So let the whole world taste my tears

When they roll they represent anger

Paranoid with one in the chamber

Deliver heads shots to my foes

And make them do a gainer

And when they splash it's a blood bath

And I trust no one ain't no more chunking

Up the deuce when my thugs pass

Live my life in silentary

Confinement away from y'all

If I needed artillery could

I even get the K from y'all

I'm all alone in the ways of the wicked

Since I can't stand you hoes

Forever lonely when I kick it in the lumino

With straps and shells my

Life is murder and mail

See opposition see me coming

And they blast they self

This for my homies they don't

Know me when I'm broke

Swear to God I hope you motherf**kers

Choke when my gun smoke hate

The H is for these hoe niggas

That's all in my face

And the A is for the actions

That these b**ch niggas take

And the T is for the tommy

Gun that's bout to blast

And the E is for eternal cause I ever last

The H is for these hoe niggas

That's all in my face

And the A is for the actions

Hat these b**ch niggas take

And the T is for the tommy

Gun that's bout to blast

And the E is for eternal cause I ever last

I be feeling like Pac because

I wonder if they still down

Facing homicide from haters

But my homies didn't even spill rounds

F**k y'all I hate you motherf**kers to death

Remember times when I stopped

Niggaz from touching your chest

I live in bulletproof vests but it seems

The only time I got family

Is when a ni**a dream

So f**k sleep I'm on a 24 hour grind

Look at your darling son

Now mama I'm out of my mind

I don't know how to be happy

And I can't smile

And f**k a b**ch cause she be plotting on

How to get you when y'all

Walking down the isle

The same motherf**kers

That you care for

Look how they do you they don't love

You pick up your pistol and therefor

Represent yourself with the plastic

Cause me myself wanna put all

Of you motherf**kers in caskets

F**k love 'less it's coming

From the heaven up above

My hatred being written in blood hate

The H is for these hoe niggas

That's all in my face

And the A is for the actions

That these b**ch niggas take

And the T is for the tommy

Gun that's bout to blast

And the E is for eternal cause I ever last

The H is for these hoe niggas

That's all in my face

And the A is for the actions

That these b**ch niggas take

And the T is for the tommy

Gun that's bout to blast

And the E is for eternal

Cause I ever last

It ain't no telling if a ni**a make it

I might be stuck in the slums

A walking target steady ducking the gun

Believe in me and you can keep your wife

There'll be no hostages just give me

What I'm looking for and keep your life

I'm military minded you can ask Klondike Kat

Even if they bomb first Z Ro

About to bomb right back

I give a f**k about your life now slugs

Hitting your windpipe now

Guess you could say I'm living shife now

All about my fetty till I bubble

Like some champagne

Z Ro the Crooked the most valuable

Player up in this rap game

So back back back back be sure

To give me more than fifty

Automatic rounds bound to pass that

Murder my foes then I murder my friends

Because they turned on a ni**a

When I ain't have no ends hate

Murder my foes then I murder my friends

Because they turned on a ni**a

When a ni**a wasn't chopping a Benz hate

The H is for these hoe niggas that's all in my face

And the A is for the actions that

These b**ch niggas take

And the T is for the tommy gun that's bout to blast

And the E is for eternal cause I ever last

The H is for these hoe niggas

That's all in my face

And the A is for the actions

That these b**ch niggas take

And the T is for the tommy

Gun that's bout to blast

And the E is for eternal cause I ever last

Yeeeeeeah I everlast I'm a R and B gangsta

Oooooh Z Ro Billy Cook R and B gangsta

Whooooa yeeeeah

Feel that Z Ro the Crooked ni**a

Z Ro the motherf**king Mo City Don

And it go down gun shot