Luyện nghe bài hát Round My Way

[B.G.]
UPT baby, how we do around my way
Niggas struggle, struggle and they hustle
But you cant knock the hustle, this

Nigga, I be wit dat drama that you cant even duck
Buck, buck, off the top, nigga you cant duck
Gangsta, heart stopper, car stopper
I tote this chopper, I'm to stop ya
You that I'll drop ya
I'm runnin wit some killas, we'll break it on
Yo click think an organization, we'll take it on down
in '97, it's the place to be
They M-11's nigga and 223
Erase faces all day, AKs get
That's how it be goin down my way
V.L., UPT, The 13th
I represent no what, respect or check me
Let me live through 1, and it's all on you
I retaliate, you the statue of liberty fall on you
Valence snort so 'til they nose get sore
It's time to graduate, aint doin the job no mo'
Now a needle and some dope, tap dat green
Smoke blunts sometime, it's all about that
My heart pump lemonade, it pump battery juice
Make me pump the trigga finga up when I'm you
Now I strap a big dick by the sign
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you yo 9
Movin up you got it on yo mind
Flexin up for that pussy, you must mind dyin
I leave ya folks cryin, you wont out the policy
It's 50 G, accidental so it increase to hundred G
And when it come,
I'm louder,
my way

Nigga, you be real in the UPT
You would wanna be that steel in the UPT
I know you heard that them creep in the UPT
be leavin them white sheets in the UPT

[B.G.]
My is hot wit killas, ATF be hittin
Niggas slangin and snortin, if we we splittin
I put G's on the map, leave in laps
I hit da stage drama, startin niggas to scrap
See my hood straight out
You in my hood slippin, nigga you get out
Ya body layin there, but ya is shoved out
On V.L., it's hell when the drought, you assed out
When you hear my name, nigga, you my street, nigga
you hear my street, nigga, you think six feet deep
You think six feet deep you know I kill
You spot me up the block, I'm in black wit a sparkle grill
You see, we tote macks, Glocks, and
Playin wit them hoes, nigga we got ya
in Peace, Hooley Hoo, 13 'til death
Thug 'til he die, now my at rest
ounces by the half, birds by the half
Whatever you we have, chumps we got it on the half
My people Big Stan, Uptown shop
Fades and Trimmings, 10 dollars a whop
If you you make it, fake yo ass get shookin
Fo' you can look, you hit bitch, yo life get
If you think, stay put, or feel the fire the K
If you aint from Uptown, stay from my way

Nigga, you be real in the UPT
You would wanna be packin that in the UPT
I know you heard that them creep in the UPT
Niggas be leavin white sheets in the UPT

[B.G.]
Around my way nigga hustle, crooked cops we fled
Niggas struggle to support they habit, gotta that monkey fed
Catchin cases every week, misdemeanors and
Playin is a disease, gotta beware of jealousy
If you ball then you on
If you do bad dats what niggas done waited on
Caveman, dats my nigga
Mook brother we on Valence 'cause we all in the click
Man Pookie took a fall, ho tryin to rott ya
Nigga I got ya, just stay click wit all the partnas
I'ma watch ya, Hooley Hoo did 'em foul
I had to watch 'em get pulled out under a fuckin house
He didn't it
Joe is an old G
I take his advice, he one of the old G's on Valence
Funk and Clarence upstate, but hey gon' down
Soon as ya thinkin, think hustlin uptown
Ya think we aint, Lil Baby just hit the
that 13th, took a lil cake, now the nigga see what I see
He wit me
My Pete just got 2 years, he gon' survive
But Lil Popeye lookin at 5, aint shy
Nigga gon' bring noise a drummer
Everybody gettin outta jail, it's gon' be a hot
dare yo thinkin and be ready to spray
If not...
You gon' get bucked down nigga, my way

[B.G.]
Aww, man
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