Uh yeah yeah yeah Know it sound like (It's the Roc nigga) (Uh-huh, uh) Don't be now niggaz (Round here, here) We you scared now House (Let's go, blaze)
I let you know, how I do it round And I'm out in a morn', dawg Glock two around here chu move around here, and you know 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 forever Put in game here, make change down here I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah
And I done my way, round here And hoes know, I twist them like haze round here Been made down here, hay round here Ask around, them niggaz I lay down here Down here, yeah, and I done aired there But the streets was bigger, I 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 round here Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah
Round here, yeah, here, yeah We ridin' clean, on them things here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah
It's hot as hell, but it snows down You get a box of for no mo' then 24 down here This is the for the zoe's round here If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low here From nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and For too much, be for certain, them niggaz workin' You can buy it, from the cops here You know who it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here So bitches out there, snitchin' round here That's why summer, bitches be missin' round here
I roll wit killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers And if they ridin' wit me, best believe them my As for you bitches, forget it See the head was tremendous, but this dick is business be thuggin' forever, see I'ma fighter, not a lover I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded, But the hoes, don't care down here They be and fuckin' all year down here They be heavy on the pill, here Got mo' than what the motherfuckin' meal down here
Round here, yeah, round here, Yeah, we ridin' clean, on them round here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah
Round here, yeah, round here, We clean, on them things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah
Oh yeah, I you prolly never known, round here It get hotter then the body, get the idea It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on down here Brawls and ballin', ain't all goin' on round here killers tote pistols, like they grown down here Them young similar to King Kong, round here 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 walkin' round here Hey, the what we know if you ain't know 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 rappers round 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, here, yeah We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah
Round here, yeah, here, yeah We ridin' clean, on them things round Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah