No Reason chords by Z‐Ro
Verse 1
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Slap that
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nigga he's a
Am
bitch,
slap that hoe she's a bitch
It ain't nothing wrong, but
y'all know me
I'm on my fuck the world, for
no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason shit,
fuck the world for no reason bitch
Nothing righteous bout none of y'all
niggaz
None of y'all niggaz, don't know
Jesus bitch
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Fuck the world for no reason shit,
fuck the world for no reason bitch
My back left pocket,
got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc,
and my loc niggaz need me bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit,
fuck the world for no reason bitch
When I'm in the club,
I don't see real niggaz
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it
Am
Ain't
Verse 2
no love,
for none of y'all niggaz
Swear to God, fuck
every one of y'all niggaz
I wish I could murder,
every one of y'all niggaz
Skinny jeans corrupted,
every one of y'all niggaz
Leave that shit up, to Drake and Wayne
If you ain't them, then
you faking mayn
Take it however, you wanna take
it mayn
Some in the ground,
now beneath the basement mayn
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I know boys wonder,
how I made it to the top
I make real music,
and I take it to the block
Your flow is broke, you need to take it to
the shop
My flow is big dick,
hoes take it nonstop
My flow is arrogant, like fuck your verse
Devil in disguise,
nigga fuck your church
Baptize your ass, and bloody up your shirt
Go get my money, hurry up hoe work
Am
My people still waiting,
on money from Barack
From a house to a spot, king
size to a cot
Said it was getting better, but
the shit didn't stop
So the women on the block,
pussy full of rock
AR- 50, I love my girl
Nobody here but us,
I love my world
I'm oh so jealous,
don't touch my girl
I'll let her holla at ya, don't
trust my girl
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Yeah, who that wanna do that
Like run up on a nigga,
that'll bust and make the crowd move back
Let a mo'fucker, run up on Ro
I promise I'ma handle my
bidness, and leave a fool flat
On his back
Either with these hands,
or this tool I pack
I'm a Mo City nigga, I done told
you that
I'm a general,
and that's where my soldiers at for real
Am
Slap that nigga he's a bitch, slap
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Verse 3
Am
that hoe she's a bitch
It ain't nothing wrong, but
y'all know me
I'm on my fuck the world, for
no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason shit,
fuck the world for no reason bitch
Nothing righteous bout none of
y'all niggaz
None of y'all niggaz, don't know
Jesus bitch
Bbm
Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck
the world for no reason bitch
My back left pocket,
got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc,
and my loc niggaz need me bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit,
fuck the world for no reason bitch
When I'm in the club,
I don't see real niggaz
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it
Am
Most of
Verse 4
y'all niggaz, just sprayed
yourself
Like you got what you
got, with no help
Like God, ain't got nothing
to do with your wealth
Don't even take time, to say
thanks for your help
I know I'm fucked up,
that's why I be repenting
Every five minutes,
I need to be forgiven
From Sunday morning service,
straight to prison
God brought me through it,
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that's why I'm liv ing
Don't believe in him, he don't
believe in you
He let somebody run up on you,
or merk you fool
Then you bad, till you meet somebody
worse than you
That shirt'll do something,
you ain't think a shirt could do
I use to be a young asshole
Ain't shit changed,
I'm still in mash mode
I roll around my city, on glass fo's
No pockets,
them ain't my pants hoe
Am
What the fuck, is a relationship
Too much of a playa, to chase a bitch
I'm Mr. Ruffle, I make the chips
You taker a shit, I take a trip
I roll by myself, I don't need a lot
of people
But doing what I do, I still
feed a lot of people
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Z- Ro one deep, but he a lot of people
He a lot of Chrsitian, but he a
lot of evil
You can get a win, or a mack ten
I want that white bitch,
and her black friend
I'm IRS cause I'm taxing,
for 25K1 you rat's end
Telling on niggaz, you a teacher's pet
Never ever been in the game,
a bleacher's vet
Two hundred and twenty three
quarters so far
I'm balling,
and I ain't took a breather yet bitch
Am
Slap that nigga he's a bitch, slap
Verse 5
Am
that hoe she's a bitch
It ain't nothing wrong,
but y'all know me
I'm on my fuck the world, for
no reason shit
Fuck the world for no reason shit,
fuck the world for no reason bitch
Nothing righteous bout none of
y'all niggaz
None of y'all niggaz, don't know
Jesus bitch
Bbm
Fuck the world for no reason shit,
Bbm
fuck the world for no reason bitch
My back left pocket,
got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc, and my loc
niggaz need me bitch
Fuck the world for no reason shit,
Bbm
fuck the world for no reason bitch
When I'm in the club,
I don't see real niggaz
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it
No Reason
Z‐Ro
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