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Appian[pronunciation?] of Alexandria (Ancient Greek: Ἀππιανός Ἀλεξανδρεύς, Appianós Alexandreús; Latin: Appianus Alexandrinus; ca. AD 95 – ca. AD 165) was a Roman historian of Greek ethnicity who flourished during the reigns of Emperors of Rome Trajan, Hadrian, and Antoninus Pius.
He was born circa 95 in Alexandria. He tells us, after having filled the chief offices in the province of Aegyptus (Egypt), he went to Rome circa 120, where he practised as an advocate, pleading cases before the emperors (probably as advocatus fisci), that in 147 at the earliest he was appointed to the office of procurator, probably in Egypt, on the recommendation of his friend Marcus Cornelius Fronto, a well-known litterateur. Because the position of procurator was open only to members of the equestrian order (the "knightly" class), his possession of this office tells us about Appian's family background.
His principal surviving work (Ῥωμαϊκά, known in Latin as Historia Romana and in English as Roman History) was written in Greek in 24 books, before 165. This work more closely resembles a series of monographs than a connected history. It gives an account of various peoples and countries from the earliest times down to their incorporation into the Roman Empire, and survives in complete books and considerable fragments. The work is very valuable, especially for the period of the civil wars.
[Chorus x2: Z-Ro]
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a "fuck you"
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
[Verse 1: Z-Ro]
Playa
I understand why you hate me
Cause I'm on the radio and on the T.V.
And your baby mama won't stop callin' my phone
(Stop callin' my phone)
A couple of grillin' bids in my past
Cause I got caught up in the game
Now it's 750, 000 dollars later
And 18 grand everytime I pick up my telephone
[Verse 2: Trae]
Bitch
I'm doing my thang
Focusing on getting my change
And you ain't getting nothing
I'm cool so please stay out of my face
For worries stay up under my waist
N then I get to dumping on you bitch
[Chorus x2: Z-Ro]
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a "fuck you"
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
Too many years I'd done payed the price
I ain't got no time for no more drama in my life
Day after day I'm still grindin' hoes
If I ain't grindin' for nobody else,
I'm grindin' for Ro
Dats why there's diamonds on my hand
And swangers on the caravan
I'm a Asshole By Nature
Yes I am (ha)
I thought I told ya'll deep down south
We don't play
Don't get too close
Cause nigga I'm goin' spray everyone of ya'll
Piss me off and I'm a murder everyone of ya'll
I'm gon let the top down
With my favorite screw tape bangin'
Betta roll cruise control as the cigarello blows
Cell phone ringing, traffic light changin'
[Chorus x2: Z-Ro]
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a "fuck you"
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
[Verse 4: Trae]
You must be crazy
I still don't luv you roach ass hoes
Don't excuse my gangsta
Fuck you n everybody, I'm a Asshole
Go head, catch a attitude
I'm a do me, whether you like it or not
But one thing you gon have to do
Is kick rocks
When you get the fuck up out of my drop
Ain't no need to callin' my phone
You can keep on roachin' on your own
Thinking I'm a chill but baby you're wrong
Cause I don't luv no bitch
These swaggers made out 22 inches of chrome
I got a reputation with money too long
Dispespect me, you'll get more then a song
So please stay the fuck off my dick
[Chorus x2: Z-Ro]
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a "fuck you"
Get mad if you want to