Freestyle Speaks The Truth Z-Ro

If you don't look good then I don't look good
We don't look good, that's right
If you don't look good then I don't look good
Bitch you better bring me my cheese
If you don't look good then I don't look good
We don't look good, that's right
If you don't look good then I don't look good
Bitch you better bring me my cheese

I don't love you
Matter fact I don't ever think of you
I could think of better shit for me to do
Like chasing a million dollars with my motha fucking crew
I miss my nigga DJ Screw
30 miles per hour on the freeway fool
Leaning like we need a V-8
But I always kept my eyes open to make sure we straight
Now I'm the mo' city don, I got my crown homie
Watch your mouth unless you wanna be underground homie
Your bitch ya bitch come get her, cause once I sit her down homie
Your bitch gonna be my bitch, all you can do is frown homie
We can handle this like men or get into gangsta shit
5 duece hoover crip damn right I'm a gangsta bitch
Lips hips and fingertips make a gangsta rich
All these yellow blue and black diamonds I sure thank ya bitch