Z-Ro is revered as a legendary figure in the state of Texas, particularly in the city of Houston. His early discography is widely acclaimed as some of the greatest albums of all time.
Bubble lights they shining bright, boguard in the turning lane
I’ma ride candy coat, then I’ma play with a remote working with wood grain
Z-RO gone bleed the block not with the rocks, I bleed red like the flesh
It ain’t no more hoops, just candy Coupes rings filed in the STS
You have to stop everything you are doing and spit these bars word for word without messing up. Its one of those! This verse stops time.
Realizing that there ain’t no changing us, re-arranging us
Homicide be naming us, drunk too many 4’s now there ain’t no waking up
And yellow bones be paging us, and steady broads be claiming us
But I’ma hit my switch, drop the top and unlock my kit
From South Post Oak to Laura Koppe, we swinging bitch
Not much else that can be said. These are legendary bars.
Despite being a predominantly Texas artist, his influence extends globally. Behold this truly iconic verse delivered by the King of the Ghetto himself.
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