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 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', dawg two around here What chu move around here, and you know I keep my tool here My niggaz act a fool around here, My hood, my set, my strip, my P's, We down, we real, we bang Put in game down here, make change down 'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw down here, yeah
And I done made my way, round And them hoes know, I them like haze round here made down here, blow hay round here Ask around, them niggaz know I lay down Down here, yeah, and I done aired there But the streets was bigger, I the lead round here here, and I'm still in my Nike Air's Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit no
here, yeah, round here, yeah Yeah, we ridin' clean, on things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah
Round here, yeah, here, yeah We ridin' clean, on things round here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,
It's hot as hell, but it down here You get a box of blow for no mo' 24 down here is the season for the zoe's round here If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down 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 it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here So many bitches out there, snitchin' here That's why every summer, bitches be missin' here
I roll wit straight killers, niggaz, and drug dealers And if they ridin' wit me, best believe my niggaz As for you bitches, about it See the head was tremendous, but dick is strickly business I'll be forever, see I'ma 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 year down They be heavy on the pill, here Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal 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 round here,
here, yeah, round here, yeah We ridin' clean, on them things here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah
Oh yeah, I know you prolly never known, round It get hotter then the body, get the wrong It's just Caprice's, and sittin' on chrome down here Brawls and ballin', ain't all goin' on round here Young killers tote pistols, like 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 like the song round
Hey, it ain't for the faker walkin' home round here Hey, the hell we know if you ain't know round here You say the wrong thang, will get ya 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 them dubs, like 10 down here I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers here Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all matters down here
Round here, yeah, here, yeah Yeah, we 'ridin clean, on things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah
here, yeah, round here, yeah We clean, on them things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,