The Dirty 3rd Z-Ro (Ft. Enjoli & Wood (TX))

Shirt off at the Kappa, (trousers on)
Dirty Third, Dirty Third

[Z-Ro]
24/7 and around the clock
I'ma keep my fingas around the Glock
When I bust I'll be damned if I miss
Ain't a goddamn body that's gonna get around the shot
I'm the 007 of the Ridgemont 4
With W double O D, E N J O L I, we come so fly
Don't get it twisted I swell up eyes and I swell up jaws
And I split eyebrows, and I really don't give a damn
When a nigga pull the trick up outta my sleeve
I'm introduce you to the pistol pad
But when I finger that hoe, and when she come it hurt
Whatever take yourself, or the blood gon squirt
Give me my money for shots disburse
When I lit my shots, I clear the concerts
Jay-Jay and the Den-Den, we gon make a mill in the end then
Going overseas, in the Girbauds and fresh benefits
Decked out to Europe in outfits, steady stacking chips
Slanging birds, with a pen and beat the shit out these verbs
Vocabulary spit nothing but words
Drop mo' songs, than a bird do turds
We runnin Excursions, no more 'Burbans, in the biggest SUV
Screwed Up Click is my family name, abbreviated like S.U.C
Cause in the Dirty Third, niggas put prices up on our heads
Cause our cars, be running and haunting
Bitches move weight, like Jenny Craig