Zoza (feat. Navio & Vic West) - Mbuzi Gang

Ooh I don't need y'all either Ooh don't wanna talk about it Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody Like I don't know nobody I guess I don't Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? She gon' be mad right? Ain't that too bad, right? Wanna catch that cab, right? Take back that bag, right? I guess that she just gon' go buy herself that purse, that purse I guess that she just gon' go swipe, buy her self worth, that's cold Now I'm the villain, no really I'm just chillin' Tryna stack these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the ceilin' Mary, Mary all I need, pussy, money, weed And all my women in doubles, I'm at the DoubleTree All I hear hoes callin' out wildin', on the road like every day We everywhere, any day and anywhere that the money say No questions, no questions please, just on your knees Blow, don't sneeze, bitch shut up, don't breathe Gasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, autopsy said that nigga mashed All praise to Allah, not Ramadan but these bitches fast Fuck in the party, pull up her skirt, then skrrr Who her? I forgot her name Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody Ooh like, ooh like I don't know nobody Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobody Oh you mad, huh? I guess I don't Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? There go another lawsuit In court so much, man I should've went to law school Everybody brawlin', it was all cool 'Til I hit the bartender with the barstool I don't fuck with fake dudes wearin' fake Trues I just talked to 2 Chainz and he said, "TRUUU!" I feel like MJ, I'm in his shoes I'm talkin' Montell Jordan, this is how we do Bust a nigga head and then I lay low These niggas ass-water, get the Drano She ain't really bad, she a photo thot I should hire this bitch, she so damn good at Photoshop That Lexapro got me drowsy than a heart attack I think they finally think got me where they want me at I got 700 emails in my inbox What that mean? I ain't callin' nobody back Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody Ooh like, ooh like I don't know nobody Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobody Oh you mad, huh? I guess I don't Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? I be catchin' too many stares this evening, God fearin' but God knows I'm on a roll At the Louvre in Paris, still be on the block like a corner store Ain't my fault you ain't the man, made a plan, man it was planned They sleeping on me like long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to France Paparazzi like, "Oh that's him!", pour that gin, let's get faded Drinkin' like it's no tomorrow, what's today? I'm in the Matrix Hater, please let me live my life, swear to God I be tryna do right But if she bad I might hit a bitch in the elevator like Ray Rice Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, it's just different SAVEMONEY, ain't nothin' different, gunshots and jumpin' fences Hold on I'm tryna get loose, please don't get shit confused Ask Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye shit just lit the fuse Now I'm on fire, everybody go quiet Like where was you last week? My nigga the fuck was you hidin'? Like I was laying on my arm I'm on my side South side, I'm down to start a riot Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody Ooh like, ooh like I don't know nobody Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobody Oh you mad, huh? I guess I don't Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh?

Would you, ooh? Would you, ooh? Hey, I know this might sound weird to say But would you love me if I ran away? (Away) I know you probably think I'm insane Ain't nothin' change but the pocket change (Pocket change) I know they gotta feel my pain (Feel it) I make them birds Lauryn Hill sang (Brr) And everywhere I go they know my name (And what you claim?) 'Cause I be reppin' gang gang (Gang gang) Posted with the gang gang (Gang gang) Pull up with the gang gang (Gang gang) Suit up with the gang gang (Gang gang) I be reppin' gang gang (Gang gang) I shoot with the gang gang (Gang gang) Bang with the gang gang (Gang gang) Ride out with the gang gang (Gang gang) Always rep' the gang gang Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang (Gang) Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang (Gang) Whole lotta gang shit ay, gang, gang, gang, yeah She froze up when that ghost came (Ghost came) Big body rolls, it be hoggin' up both lanes (Both lanes) She lift her nose up when she want that cocaine (Cocaine) I lift my doors up the Lambo', take propane (Propane) After my show we put hoes in the chokehold (Chokehold) At the door, we take cell phones, no photos Money comin' in too much I can't hold, truckload I'm hot, I can't be trappin' in the streets, that what the plug for And all I want is nachos And all I want is Huncho (Huncho) Pulls strings like a banjo (Banjo) And the keys a piano (Piano) Take me back to the back door (Back door) I can see my foot on a door knob Make it back to the gang, that's the whole job Chop it up and just talk about what we got (Whatcha got? Whatcha got? Whatcha got?) Whippin' that Draco (Cold, brr) She said she love me But that's somethin' we'll never know (Never know) Honestly, that's somethin' I really wanna know (Wanna know) Ain't tryna waste my time, it's time to let you go (Let you go) And get back to that back end on the road I can't go out sad about a hoe (Hell no) Married to the money, I propose Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang Suit up with the gang gang Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang I be reppin' gang gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang Hit her with that gang gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang Always reppin' gang gang