Luyện nghe bài hát Round My Way

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

Nigga, I be comin wit dat drama that you cant even
Buck, buck, off the top, nigga you cant duck
Baby Gangsta, stopper, car stopper
I tote this chopper, I'm quick to 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 packin nigga and 223
Erase all day, AKs get sprayed
That's how it be goin down my way
V.L., UPT, The 13th
I represent no matter what, respect or me
Let me live round 1, and it's all on you
I retaliate, you think the of liberty fall on you
Valence snort so much 'til nose get sore
time to graduate, bags 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 don't pump lemonade, it battery juice
Make me pump the trigga finga up when I'm you
Now I strap a big by the Girbaud sign
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you yo 9
up like you got it on yo mind
Flexin up for that pussy, you don't mind dyin
I leave ya cryin, you wont take out the policy
It's 50 G, it's accidental so it increase to G
And it come, proper
I'm louder,
my way

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

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

Nigga, you must be in the UPT
You would wanna be packin that in the UPT
I you heard that them youngstas creep in the UPT
be leavin them white sheets in the UPT

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

[B.G.]
Aww, man
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