Letras Waitin On The Checc - Z-Ro

Waitin On The Checc

I’m chasin' paper right now\nI’m never chasin' you hoes\nIf you smoke like I smoke (Yeah)\nIf you drink like I drink (Drink like I drink)\nYou’re so fucked up right now\nYou wanna come down, but you can’t\nI done smoked a lil' bit of that bud of kush\nI done smoked a whole lot of that Louis\nI done drunk a lil' bit of that\nI done drunk a whole lot of that Louis\nKnow my enemies might try to catch me slippin'\n'Cause I’m fucked up, feelin' real groovy\nBut anytime they tried me, I knocked them hoes out\nWhen they wake up, they gon' try to sue me, I’m good, though\nWe ain’t waitin' on the check to clear\nOur money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that’s our projects this year\n«Mr. McVey, sign on the dotted line,» that’s what I expect to hear\nAnd I don’t give a goddamn what they say about me, 'cause I bet they gon'\nrespect me here\nYeah, we ain’t waitin' on the check to clear\nOur money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that’s our projects this year\nNeed to be in Cali 'bout two or three hours, cool, we could take a jet from here\nAnd I don’t give a goddamn what they say about me, I don’t give a goddamn what\nthey say about me\nYou’re goddamn right, I’ve been at it for a minute\nFrom dead broke to so much, I can’t even spend it\nMy hustle on some Master P shit, it’s no limit\nIf they waitin' on a pack from me, you know I gotta send it\nAnd if they got beef with me, you know I gotta end it\nIt ain’t gon' take me long, I’ma be there in a minute\nI’ma find out where you live and then I’ll pull up on your bitch ass\nKick in the front door and real niggas runnin' up in it\nThem niggas is alright, but my niggas just the illest\nNot here to make friends, we are here to hurt feelings\nFrom Ridgemont 4 to livin' like a Republican\nBut I’m not a Republican, look at me, I’m just livin' (Mo City, Texas)\nYou know I came in the dome, said it before\nI never go to sleep on the floor no more\nI never put trust in a ho no more\nAnd no more groups, either, I’ma stay so low\nI ain’t wanna be one-deep, that’s how they made me\nI know you probably heard that hater sayin' I was crazy\nSomebody need to tell that hater that he need to pay me\nBut it ain’t like I need it, though, I get a bag daily\nYou know I’m ridin' Cadillac from the mid-eighties\nFifth wheel relaxin', why is it so lazy?\nSomebody need to tell my baby mama, stop tryna get a check from me\nLet me be a father to my baby, I’m good, though\nWe ain’t waitin' on the check to clear\nOur money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that’s our projects this year\n«Mr. McVey, sign on the dotted line,» that’s what I expect to hear\nAnd I don’t give a goddamn what they say about me, 'cause I bet they gon'\nrespect me here\nYeah, we ain’t waitin' on the check to clear\nOur money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that’s our projects this year\nNeed to be in Cali 'bout two or three hours, cool, we could take a jet from here\nAnd I don’t give a goddamn what they say about me, I don’t give a goddamn what\nthey say about me