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