Uh yeah yeah yeah Know what it like (It's the Roc nigga) (Uh-huh, uh) Don't be scared now (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 I keep my tool around here My niggaz act a fool here, yeah My hood, my set, my strip, my P's, We down, we real, we bang Put in game here, make change down here 'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine here, yeah
And I done made my way, here And them hoes know, I twist like haze round here Been down here, blow hay round here Ask around, them niggaz know I lay here Down here, yeah, and I done aired there But the was bigger, I pump the lead round here Round here, and I'm still in my Air's Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit no
Round here, yeah, round here, Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them things round Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,
here, yeah, round here, yeah We ridin' clean, on things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah
It's hot as hell, but it snows here You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 here is the season for the zoe's round here If you who you know, you can get it for the low down here From to birds, you can get it flipped and served For too much, be for certain, them niggaz workin' You can buy it, from the cops down You know who sweat it down here, it's so Crip round here So many out there, snitchin' round here That's why every summer, bitches be round here
I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug And if they ridin' wit me, best them my niggaz As for you bitches, about it See the head was tremendous, but this dick is strickly I'll be thuggin' forever, see fighter, not a lover I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded, But the hoes, they care down here They be suckin' and fuckin' all down here be heavy on the pill, down here Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal here
Round here, yeah, round here, Yeah, we clean, on them things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah
Round here, yeah, round here, We ridin' clean, on them things here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah
Oh yeah, I know you prolly known, round here It get hotter then the body, get the idea It's just Caprice's, and sittin' on chrome down here Brawls and ballin', ain't all that's on round here Young killers tote pistols, like they grown down Them young niggaz similar to King Kong, round A full of stones, would get you on down here So dope boy, keep ya drops like the song round
Hey, it ain't safe for the faker home round here Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't round here You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown here The gangsta's rep they hood, by the round here Get a in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down here 24's make dubs, look like 10 down here I'm where it is, and the biz is for us round here Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that down here
Round here, yeah, here, yeah Yeah, we 'ridin clean, on things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah
Round here, yeah, round here, We ridin' clean, on things round here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah