Chiefin’ Z-Ro

[Chorus]
Beat that be in the back beatin' (Beatin')
Beatin' (Beatin') Beatin' (Beatin')
Eyes be so low from the chiefin' (Chiefin')
A-chiefin' (A-chiefin') A-chiefin' (A-chiefin')
A beat that be in the back, beatin' (Beatin')
Beatin' (Beatin') Beatin' (Beatin')
Eyes be so low from the chiefin' (Chiefin')
A-chiefin' (A-chiefin') A-chiefin' (A-chiefin')

[Verse 1: Z-Ro]
Uh, oh shit, somebody said they need the god on the track (Track)
I guess I'm just the trickest bitch, just like one of these hoes, ya know, I'm gonna hard on the track (Track)
Big bag full of tiger pussy, big bag full of King Louie, I'mma go hard on the sack (Sack)
Three up, 3,000 and six 12's in the back, turn the dollar way up, I'm so hard on the 'lac (Turn it up! Yeah)
I'm comin' out that H-Town, Mo City, Texas, I do this here for the south (Do this shit for the south)
Screwed Up Click is the clique I represent, haters can't keep my name outta they mouth (Keep my name outta they mouth)
Every time I come down, they block out my pictures on they wall, and come running outta they house (Come running outta they house)
January 19th used to be my birthday, but it's a real nigga holiday now
That's why my eyes may be so low, from all of this chiefin' (Chiefin')
And I be so high, can't even say nothin' when y'all be speakin' (Hello, how ya doing?)
"Did he say he started this singing and rapping shit? He must be tweaking" (Tweaking)
My nigga, that's me, I've been doing this shit since before you was breathing (A-ha-ha-ha)
One Deep Entertainment apparel, ain't no need for me to go buy shit (Ayy)
I used to Ralph Lauren these bitches to deaths, now I won't wear
It if it ain't my shit (Ayy)
Be relevant 22 fucking years later to get the type of respect I get (Ayy)
And the same people I was in the dark with is the same people I'm gon' shine with, for real (Shine, for real)