Ni**a From The Hood chords and lyrics - Z-RO

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[Intro 1]
[Dm][F][Em]
[Am][F][Em][G]

[Verse 1]
[Dm]Too many niggas,
[F]trying to take [Em]me off of my game
[G]Just a [Am]nigga from the hood,
that's looks some good
[Em]Now they all want to to jock my [G]fame
[Dm]When I coming down in my? born?
[F]And I'm rolling [Em]one deep that
should tell you about me
[G]I d[Am]on't give a damn
about none of you hoes
[Em]I blast on sight[Am] cause I
ain't [Em]tripping no [G]more

[Verse 2]
You can[Dm]'t knock my hustle,
ain't no games gone be [F]played
[Em]Even haters a hundred miles away,
deuce out they shades
[G]Coming [Am]down [Dm]one deep,
I [Am]ain't gone stop and [G]try to [Em]speak
I keep on rolling mean mugging
as I pull on a sweet
[G]I gave a coo[Dm]l package of sellers,
because I knocked [F]down [Em]yellas
Keep a 4 for myself and a
4- 4 for the jeal[G]ous
Cause them [Am]boys [F]be scoping, in
[Am]toxicated and hop[Em]ing
That they run up on Z- Ro I
leave they flesh wide open
[G]Let them [Dm]take me for what,
cause I be damned if [F]I s[Em]lip
Beretta beam in the club same
thang on my hip
Another [Am]case [F]like that,
if [G]you don't [Am]think I [Em]bring that
Run on up and I'ma bust and
flip your brain like [G]crack

[Verse 3]
[Dm]Too many niggas,
[F]trying to take [Em]me off of my game
Just [G]a n[Am]igga from the hood,
that's looks some good
[Em]Now they all want to to jock my [G]fame
[Dm]When I coming down in my? born?
[F]And I'm rolling [Em]one deep that
should tell you about me
[Am]I don't [Dm]give a [Am]damn about
none of you hoes
[Em]I blast on sight[Am] cause I ain't
[Em]tripping no more

[Verse 4]
Nothing but [Em]dollars [Dm]we clock, show
after show we gone rock
Pimpin hoes in the five double o and
[Am]baby [Dm]mamas gone jock
What the fuck is the deal,
somebody pass me the kill
Rubatussin and marijuana, one
time and I peal
Don't let a snitch see my dope,
cause the snitches gone squeel
If they play with my freedom,
you know a coffin gone feel
Niggas be working with louds,
[Em]I'm gone work on they jaws
Putting snitches in ditches cause [Dm]I
know [Em]they be talking [Dm]bout
Every move that I make,
that's why I be solo [Em]when I [F]bake
[Em]Cooking up in the kitchen come
up with a ounce with no flakes
[G]Cause when I say[Am] get[F] bac[Am]k, before
my finger start [G]itching
[Em]Better believe when I relieve my
stress you might come up miss[G]ing
I don't be [Dm]kissing no ass,
take a hit and dump the [F]ash
[Em]I'ma chop on 20's with
sparkling oak on my [G]dash
I'm too [Am]low to d[Dm]escirbe, out
the [Am]Screwed [G]Up tribe
[Em]Read about it in the Source,
Murda Dog and the Vi[G]be[Gsus4]

[Verse 5]
[Dm]Too many niggas,
[F]trying to take [Em]me off of my game
Just [G]a n[Am]igga from the h[Dm]ood,
[G]that's [Am]looks some good
[Em]Now they all want to to jock my fame
When [G]I c[Dm]oming down in my? born?
[F]And I'm rolling [Em]one deep that
should tell you about me
[G]I d[Em]on't [Am]give a damn
about none of you hoes
[Em]I blast on sight[Am] cause I
ain't [Em]tripping no more
Re[G]member

[Verse 6]
[Am]back [G]in [Dm]94 they
use to laugh at me baby
Now it's year two triple o
broads be after me baby
Can you recall when I was sparkling
now I hide behind 10
Cause being in a drop with a escallade I
know you want to know where I went
I got a bitch named Lucy,
for me she sell [Em]her coochie
Finest in the vagina for lunch
when I feel like sushi
[G]See it [Am]to the day we fall,
[Dm]we ball [Am]out [G]of control[Em]
Everyday at my low key location
hoes fall out of they clothes
[G]Range [Dm]Rovers and Hummers,
[Em]45 glock gunner
Plus I'm a pen pimping veteran,
smelling plex among new comers
[G]How you [Am]love a platinum plack it
means I'm [G]already gold
[Em]It ain't no joke I'm in the scope,
five hundred thousand already [G]sold
I'm [Dm]throwed off in the mind,
mic and producer and [F]booms no? reap? [Em]in the wine
Smoke to relax my mind,
radio songs go [G]lemon lime
Fuck [Am]a neuse a niggas might go thet
there to the po po [G]why pop it
Giving [Em]out my [C]phone numb[Em]er on the daily
cause it won't hurt my [G]pocket

[Verse 7]
[Dm]Too many niggas,
[F]trying to take [Em]me off of my game
[G]Just [Am]a nigga from the hood,
that's looks some good
[Em]Now they all want to to jock my fame
When [G]I c[Dm]oming down in my? born?
[F]And I'm rolling [Em]one deep that should
tell you about [G]me[Em]
[Am]I don't [F]give a [Am]damn about
none of you hoes
[Em]I blast on sight[Am] cause I ain't
[Em]tripping no [G]more[Dm]

[Verse 8]
[Dm]Man, what's [F]the god dam[Em]n deal, Southside,
[G][Em][F][Am][Em]
Northside, Eastside, Westside
It's your boy Z- Ro,
knock[G]ing down the door [Dm]in year two triple o
[F]S.U.C. for [Em]life, screw you,
it's for you [G]baby
[Am]Heavy [F]Wei[Dm]ghter[Am]s, m[Dm]y nigga Toon,
[Em]R- O, Big M- O- E[Dm]
Z to the Ro,
[Em]Geurilla Maab affilliated, know what I'm s[F]aying
Putting it down, [F]new milleni[F]um it's [Em]ours,
get that baby
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