Z-Ro - Mirror Mirror On The Wall lyrics

[Z-Ro]
Let my coedine settle & have a toast one time
Multiplications on my digits come up over some time
3-57 in my spine, they can´t hold me like Kobe Bryant
Powered up, popping tulips & clovers & stop signs
Taylor made Gucci looking like a million bucks
Neck full of gold baggets & trillion cuts
I reside on cuts cause having money is a must
Give me the issue or get touched the scuffling up
F*ck with the raw like a cut, cause I hit too hard
Radio stations don´t play cause I spit too hard
I know they hate me everyday, & I aint quit so far
But if you cross the line, ak is gone hit your car

[Chorus]
Mirror mirror on the wall, who has the throwdest of them all
Cause you know my name it is Z-Ro the crooked
Z-Ro the Mo City don it aint over it just begun
Mirror mirror on the wall, who has the throwdest of them all
Cause you know my name it is Z-Ro represent the 3rd coast
Let my coedine settle & have a toast

[Z-Ro]
I am a geurilla that is after the scrilla, I cop glocks
I am the top knotch, body armored like Shaq done blocked shots
Dropping cops cause they crooked, I am the loud now
Posted on the corner selling raw now
Looking for them people keep an open eye

And if I see the jackers never hesitate I got to open fire
Act just like a live wire, retalliation is a must
Rock & buy these bezzels & then bust
Geniva watch telling me it is time to ball
Get in the line till I make it to the front & then it is time to fall
But if I ever fall off, just fall back behind the scene
To accept it, catch me up & sit calm & big screens

[Chorus]

[Z-Ro}
When I roll I roll one deep, I never stop wrecking these H-Town streets
And aint nobody holding me down I am a roll, I am rolling
If you didn´t know Southside still holding, folding
Big lemon faces, got real money cause I catch cases
Sipping on ski tastes, & I ama lean in private or public places
Milicated refreshness, keep my mind at ease
Trying to reach another level keep me climbing trees
Coming smoke out my nose, bald faded minus before
Keep it gangsta, got groupie hoes striking a pose
But see they aint getting chose, or catch me tipping my dogs
I need a independent thug chick, launder money & drug shit
I am the boss hog, aint nobody hogging me over harder
Soft then I am off in the funk in my roller

[Chorus - 2x]

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