Z.RO

Wreckshop

Z.RO


Ha, what, uh huh-uh huh-uh huh, what 
Wreckshop, Wreckshop huh 
Noke Deezy, D-Reezy 

[Hook] 
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee 
Came to Wreckshop, uh huh 
Just to let you boys know that 
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee 
Can't be stopped, uh huh 
Just to let you boys know that 

[D-Reck] 
It's whatever whenever, wherever baby 
You gotta have bread, if you want it all gravy 
Country like jeah, but these cats can't fade me 
Heard what I said, so don't try to play me 
I came to Wreckshop, came to blow the spot 
Like nitro I'm bout to blow, cause my flow hot 
Since the days of P-A-T, I've been holding down the streets 
Got a deal and got to eat, putting shoes on his feet 
The Lex needs Spre's, let me defreeze 
Music is to bleed, but the game getting sleeze 
Why this broom in my hand, like I'm the sandman 
Swooping...off the stage, snatching mics out they hand 
Now it's my time, gots to put it down 
Even if it's night, I can make the sun shine 
In this game I'm making hits, the Shop is the... 
We the lottery pick, ain't no stopping this 

[Hook] 
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee 
Came to Wreckshop, uh huh 
Just to let you boys know that 
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee 
Gon turn it out (turn it out y'all) 
Just to let you boys know that 

[Noke D] 
It's the Noke Deezy, man I'm off the heezy 
I came here, to do my thug theezy 
Please believe me, I wreck shop 
Every damn hood, every city, every block 
Got it on lock, muy caliente 
Riding like Sensei, rolling on vientes 
That's 20's, if you didn't know 
My whole roll, sold with your... 
Moving too fast, you need to slow down 
City of Syrup, call it H-Town 
What you lost, is what we found 
Platinum songs, platinum bound 
See I'm a platinum soul survivor 
I'm a platinumlly, provider 
I'm a platinum ghost rider 
And I'ma always be a platinum street fighter 

[Hook] 
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee 
Came to Wreckshop, uh huh 
Just to let you boys know that 

[Z-Ro] 
We came to Wreckshop, until the Shop is wrecked 
Surrounded by A-R 1-5's, and glocks and techs 
It's Z-Reezy, D-Reezy and Noke Deezy 
Sipping on something purple, blowing treezy believe me 
Making it look easy, when I'm doing my thang 
Whether Southwest red, or hoover blue in the game 
Got our grind on, lying to fellas that's outta line 
About to burn me the plex...chest with that iron 
Feeling fine and lovely, even when it get ugly 
I know I'ma make it, because the Lord is above me 
Divine in the bench, and make me hard to hit 
Hating me is like a habit, and it's hard to quit 
I'll be chasing paper money, making maneuvers I'm mad with it 
Acting like a fella, that ain't never had with it 
I'm a soldier united for cash, worldwide 
I do the body rock, and then I do the Southside 

[Hook] 
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee 
Came to Wreckshop, uh huh 
Just to let you boys know that 
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee 
Gon turn it out, uh huh 
Just to let you boys know that