Z-RO was born Joseph Wayne McVey IV in Houston's South Park neighborhood on January 19, 1977.[5] At age six his mother died, and he was shuttled from household to household in search of stability, eventually settling in the Ridgemont area, a middle-class suburb in Missouri City in Southwest Houston.[5] When Z-Ro reached his late teens he was unemployed and resorted to drug dealing and hustling on the streets.[5] According to Z-Ro, listening to the music of 2Pac, Geto Boys, Street Military, K-Rino and Klondike Kat inspired him to work harder for his goal of leaving the streets.[5] Z-Ro discovered his talent of freestyle rapping and after going through a couple of recording studios to make a demo,[5] the CEO of a local label discovered and signed him.
Z-Ro released his critically acclaimed Rap-a-Lot debut titled The Life of Joseph W. McVey.[5][6] The record was a huge success and helped expand Z-Ro's and Bobby Craig's fan base beyond the South.[5] In 2005, Z-Ro released Let the Truth Be Told, which was well received.[5] Z-Ro's 2006 album I'm Still Livin' was released while he was imprisoned for drug possession, to positive reviews.[7][8] It was called "a great album... powerful" but "relentlessly bleak" by The Village Voice[7] and "one of the best rap albums to come out of Houston" by the Houston Chronicle.[9] In 2010 he released the album titled Heroin, which was followed by an album titled Meth in 2011 and then Angel Dust in 2012.
Z-Ro released his first EP under The Mo City Don titled Tripolar on August 25, 2013 via One Deep Ent.[2] Z-Ro then followed up with The Crown in June 2014.[10] In February 2015, Z-Ro released his first proper studio album in three years, titled Melting the Crown.
In 2016, Z-Ro released Drankin & Drivin in August[11] and Legendary in November under his label One Deep Entertainment.
RIP
Z-Ro Lyrics
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Z-Ro, the motherfucking Mo City don
Sending this out to Ron fuck you
Like my nigga mafiosos, you feel me
Fuck all of y'all man, it go down
S.U.C. for life, R.I.P. Robert Davis
A.k.a Dj Screw this for you my nigga
Yeah this for you
[Z-Ro]
Everybody know me I'm the number one head buster
With a 4 pound glock ready to make the lead touch you
Cause I shine like a 75 watt light bulb
And if you cross over the line, then I might strike you
I'm going grey, even though a nigga ball everyday
Covered in ice, but ice can't take my problems away
But it sure feel good to know that I can blow twenties
Z-Ro a money making machine dollars no pennies
Nigga please, it's me and my niggas my fucking g's
R.I.P. to Robert Davis on a fresh set of 3's
S.U.C. to the finish I'm going out with my men
With a grenade in my hand I'm comig out with the pin
It'll never be another Screw, kill that drama
That was a man not the music, you can ask his mama
I'ma mourn you, till I join you, up in heaven
Mean while, I'm retarded with this ak47 and uh
[Chorus - 2x]
R.I.P., I be forever repping S.U.C.
Until a nigga get to the tenth time
Mash on the gas and I won't stop, baby
[Z-Ro]
What you know about the dirty south, the dirty fucking third
Nigga fuck what you heard, D.P. on the corner rock for rocking a bird
Here we had it pimping in Cheves and Testerosas
Ro you only got two choices roll with us or get rolled over
Giving a cold shoulder to them 5-O
No liscense plate no registration smoking pino
My nigga we some boss hogs one car taking up all four lanes
Come at me wrong, I'ma have you taking off all your vains
No plexing in Houston Texas got to the green leaving you breathless
Ak'd up your chest nothing but a memory about breakfast
So break fast, with your frosted and fake ass
This ain't the boot nigga this H-Town we'll take your cash
Niggas come against me, but get they ass out
Seem like when I cut on the lights all the roaches scat
And then I let go, because these haters in the way
I'm trying to get stacks taller than Antou Sensi
[Chorus - 2x]
[Z-Ro]
24/7 a nigga be out on the cut
Don't got to hustle no more, but I just can't give it up
Dropping niggas where they standing, with my man tanning
You don't want to box a geurilla these hands steady be landing over and over
Breaking up your gaurd, nigga fuck what you've been going thorugh
Cause you's about to take it up with god
Not a violent nigga, I'm a silent nigga
But if you push my button I'll pull my ultra violet nigga
And watch you shrivel up like salt to a snail
Better keep it under your breath
If you beefing I read these bitch niggas like braile
I'm a soldier, and I'm united by the cash
Feeling to move on because I've been indicted by the tash
But I ain't gone run from it, I'ma ball in public
When they run up on me pull my strap and ask them how they love it
Kamakaze on you son of a bitches, I'm signing off
Mean while I'm still in the trunk, knocking the lining off and uh
[Chorus - 2x]
[Z-Ro talking]
First and Foremost, Z-Ro the crooked, what's up
Hollering at all my real niggas, like I always do
Feel me, R.I.P. Dj Screw, feel me
To all you fake ass niggas holding plex
Hold this dick in your mouth, know I'm saying
All that riff-raff, all you sherry temple ass niggas
Y'all gone feel me, 2k2, I don't give a fuck where you at
I don't give a fuck where you from, know I'm saying
Better get back nigga, H-Town on lock
In the song "RIP" by Z-Ro, the rapper pays tribute to his fallen friend, DJ Screw. Z-Ro delivers aggressive and raw verses over a menacing beat to depict his loyalty and love for his deceased friend. He states that while he is covered in ice, it cannot take away his problems but he can exhale knowing he has money. Z-Ro talks about how life in the "dirty south" can be harsh, and it's either "roll with us or get rolled over." He celebrates the power of the South Side crew and pays tribute to Screw's music by calling it "One of a kind that can't be duplicated."
Line by Line Meaning
Everybody know me I'm the number one head buster
I am known for being the best at violently attacking people
With a 4 pound glock ready to make the lead touch you
I carry a dangerous gun and am not afraid to use it
Cause I shine like a 75 watt light bulb
I stand out and make an impression
And if you cross over the line, then I might strike you
If someone disrespects me or crosses a boundary, I will retaliate
I'm going grey, even though a nigga ball everyday
I am getting older, even though I am wealthy and successful
Covered in ice, but ice can't take my problems away
I may have expensive jewelry, but it doesn't solve my issues
But it sure feel good to know that I can blow twenties
It's satisfying to know I have the means to spend a lot of money
Z-Ro a money making machine dollars no pennies
I am skilled at earning large amounts of money
Nigga please, it's me and my niggas my fucking g's
I am loyal to and only care about my close friends
R.I.P. to Robert Davis on a fresh set of 3's
I am honoring my deceased friend Robert Davis, who was wearing new sneakers (3's)
S.U.C. to the finish I'm going out with my men
I am devoted to my musical group (S.U.C.) and will stay with them until the end
With a grenade in my hand I'm comig out with the pin
I am prepared to take on any challenge or danger, and won't hesitate to act
It'll never be another Screw, kill that drama
No one can replace my deceased friend DJ Screw, so there's no use in arguing about it
That was a man not the music, you can ask his mama
DJ Screw was a real person, not just a musical artist, and his mother knows the truth of who he was
I'ma mourn you, till I join you, up in heaven
I will continue to grieve for my friend DJ Screw until I pass away and hopefully see him again in the afterlife
Mean while, I'm retarded with this ak47 and uh
In the meantime, I am reckless and dangerous with my weapon
R.I.P., I be forever repping S.U.C.
I will forever show my loyalty to my music group S.U.C. in honor of my deceased friend
Until a nigga get to the tenth time
I will continue to proclaim this loyalty until I die
Mash on the gas and I won't stop, baby
I will continue to succeed and persevere at all costs
What you know about the dirty south, the dirty fucking third
Do you have any experience or knowledge about the southern United States?
Nigga fuck what you heard, D.P. on the corner rock for rocking a bird
Disregard any rumors or opinions you've heard; people sell drugs on the corner
Here we had it pimping in Cheves and Testerosas
In this area, we used to drive and show off fancy cars
Ro you only got two choices roll with us or get rolled over
You can either join us or become one of our victims
Giving a cold shoulder to them 5-O
I am indifferent or hostile towards the police
No plexing in Houston Texas got to the green leaving you breathless
There are no winners in Houston Texas, only victims left financially drained and struggling to survive
Ak'd up your chest nothing but a memory about breakfast
If someone tries to fight us, we will kill them and breakfast will become their last memory
So break fast, with your frosted and fake ass
Prepare for death to come anytime, even while eating breakfast
This ain't the boot nigga this H-Town we'll take your cash
Don't underestimate Houston; we are willing to rob and kill for money
Niggas come against me, but get they ass out
Anyone who opposes me or challenges me, I will defeat and drive away
Seem like when I cut on the lights all the roaches scat
When I make my presence or power known, people scatter and run away
And then I let go, because these haters in the way
I am going to release my anger and aggression because people are trying to hold me back
I'm trying to get stacks taller than Antou Sensi
I am working hard to accumulate as much money as possible
24/7 a nigga be out on the cut
I spend all my time out in the streets
Don't got to hustle no more, but I just can't give it up
I am financially secure and don't need to sell drugs anymore, but I am addicted to the lifestyle
Dropping niggas where they standing, with my man tanning
I am violent and dangerous and attack people with my friend
You don't want to box a geurilla these hands steady be landing over and over
Don't try to fight me because I am so skilled and powerful with my fists
Breaking up your gaurd, nigga fuck what you've been going thorugh
I will break your defense and show no sympathy for whatever struggles you may be facing
Cause you's about to take it up with god
You are about to die and face judgement from God
Not a violent nigga, I'm a silent nigga
I am not a naturally violent person, but I won't hesitate to become violent if necessary
But if you push my button I'll pull my ultra violet nigga
If someone provokes me or angers me, I will become violent
And watch you shrivel up like salt to a snail
I will kill you quickly and effortlessly
Better keep it under your breath
You should choose your words carefully
If you beefing I read these bitch niggas like braile
If someone has a problem with me, I can easily read their intentions and respond accordingly
I'm a soldier, and I'm united by the cash
I am a fighter and my motivation is money
Feeling to move on because I've been indicted by the tash
I am considering ending this lifestyle because I am facing legal trouble
But I ain't gone run from it, I'ma ball in public
I won't try to hide or escape my legal troubles, and will continue to flaunt my wealth
When they run up on me pull my strap and ask them how they love it
If anyone tries to attack or ambush me, I will shoot them with my gun and ask how they like it
Kamakaze on you son of a bitches, I'm signing off
I will go out in a destructive and deadly way, taking down anyone who tries to stop me
Mean while I'm still in the trunk, knocking the lining off and uh
As I continue to live my dangerous lifestyle, my car stereo is giving me a thrill
Hollering at all my real niggas, like I always do
I am speaking directly to my loyal friends and fans
To all you fake ass niggas holding plex
I am calling out anyone who is pretending or acting falsely
Hold this dick in your mouth, know I'm saying
You should keep quiet and stop talking nonsense
All that riff-raff, all you sherry temple ass niggas
All the drama and nonsense is ridiculous and unimportant
Y'all gone feel me, 2k2
You all will understand and relate to me in this year (2002)
I don't give a fuck where you at
I am not concerned about where you are or what you think
I don't give a fuck where you from, know I'm saying
Your background or origin is irrelevant to me
Better get back nigga, H-Town on lock
You should back off, because Houston is in control and powerful
Contributed by Carson Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Oren Smith
RIP GATOR RIP GRACE RIP HAWK RIP HAWK RIP BIG POKEY RIP BIG MOE RIP PIMPC RIP FAT PAT RIP MICHAEL EDMUNDS PUTT RIP OREN ELDEN SMITH RIP LEONA SCOTT MOM RIP ALL THE FALLEN SOLDIERS FROM ODOGG FROM CTOWN N RALEIGH NC WE MISS YA FACTS
sean harris
Long live Dj sCrew n my Homie/loC MaCC GraCe and tHe rest of tHe S.U.C. fallen soldiers
Jamie Maharajh
🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾
gucciglock
Ro + good tree is the remedy everyone needs at least once a day
Vino
💯
Dennis Maltsberger
Rest In Peace to ALL THE TEXAS LEGENDS, KNOWM TUM BOUT
Kadarious
#RIPFATPAT
Ali Frazier
SUC4LIFE
Kenton J
#RIPWICKETTCRICKETT
Ali Frazier
💐