Uh yeah Yeah yeah Know what it like (It's the Roc nigga) (Uh-huh, uh) Don't be now niggaz (Round here, here) We know you now Marcy (Let's go, blaze)
I let you know, how I do it here And I'm out eight in a morn', Glock two around here What chu move around here, and you know I keep my tool here My niggaz act a around here, yeah My hood, my set, my strip, my P's, We down, we real, we forever Put in game down here, make change down 'Coz I serve them fiends, raw 'caine down here, yeah
And I done made my way, round And them hoes know, I twist them like haze round Been made down here, blow hay here Ask around, them niggaz know I lay down here, yeah, and I done aired down there But the was bigger, I pump the lead round here Round here, and I'm in my Nike Air's Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm wit no fears
Round here, yeah, round here, Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them things round Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah
Round here, yeah, here, yeah We ridin' clean, on them things here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah
hot as hell, but it snows down here You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 down This is the season for the zoe's here If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low here From to birds, you can get it flipped and served For talkin' too much, be for certain, niggaz workin' You can buy it, from the cops down You who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here So many bitches out there, snitchin' here That's why every summer, be missin' round here
I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and dealers And if they ridin' wit me, believe them my niggaz As for you bitches, forget it See the head was tremendous, but dick is strickly business I'll be thuggin' forever, see fighter, not a lover I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded, But the hoes, don't care down here They be suckin' and fuckin' all year here They be heavy on the pill, down Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal here
Round here, yeah, round here, Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them things here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah
Round here, yeah, here, yeah We ridin' clean, on things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah
Oh yeah, I know you prolly never known, round It get then the body, get the wrong idea It's just Caprice's, and sittin' on chrome down here Brawls and ballin', all that's goin' on round here Young killers tote pistols, like they down here young niggaz similar to King Kong, round here A pocket full of stones, would get you on down So boy, keep ya drops like the song round here
Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home here Hey, the hell we know if you ain't know round here You say the wrong thang, will get ya blown round here The rep they hood, by the zone round here Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down make them dubs, look like 10 down here I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers round Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that down here
here, yeah, round here, yeah Yeah, we 'ridin clean, on them things here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah
Round here, yeah, round here, We ridin' clean, on them things round Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah