Lyrics:
3:I'm bout to shut it down, I need a round and a
card, change of gear, arsenal status, the Ramada.
Forties, fakes, takin' up space, reals get
got them coochie-ass niggas who say
they down when they ain't down. My nigga, you better get
yourself together, boy, 'cause this shit real!
Verse 1:
motherfuckin' round, so I'ma give him respect Gettin' it how he live in this project livin' [Hook - Hakiem] In the project, niggas don't wan' see you come up You
the sauce, I don't wanna hear you talk, Plankton (shut up)
Right side the dubs, my left pocket all Franklin's
Chains tri-color, but the buffies, yeah, they
round here
If you fuck with us you might disappear
Pull up in a green tractor John Deer
Your bitch ass Is someone that we do not fear
Wa-wa-wa we ain't
the store, cash for gold to backwall
Few years later, I ran it up, then I bought crop
The Wock' got me noddin' off, I told you used to keep the beat 'round
Yeah
(And when I fuck, make my mind up)
(Baby, I love you, yeah)
Boss (yeah, I love you)
Yeah (yeah)
(I want you) yeah (yeah)
(I want you
My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin
you know I’m still a rudebwoy (2x)
[Bridge: Frank Knight]
Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down
Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it
by bright lights and uniforms
I'm pissed off, I'm shouting at the cops at nude in 4
Jumping up and down, yelling "What the fuck you do that for?"
(What
I want to buy some cheese
Oh, I thought you were complaining
About the bouzouki player
Oh, heaven forbid, I am one who delights
In all
1990, Wagner, Taihino, Harlem
Verse 1:
I don't care if you a old head, or a young bud
I'm not a elevator, I'm no come-up
Nor do I go down, do like
you)
You're kicking it round and round
I love the way you put it down (I like the way you put it down)
You're makin me scream for more (gimme more,
you)
You're kicking it round and round
I love the way you put it down (I like the way you put it down)
You're makin me scream for more (gimme more,
down (Ten toes down)
Ten toes down, okay, okay, okay
Stomping 'round like I'm Goliath (Uhh)
Making noise, you hella quiet (Uhh)
If I want it, I'ma buy
go round
And Uncle Luke showed me how to make my girl go down
I've been around Hip Hop since '85
She had her ups and downs but she stayed alive
I
youre thinking too much
we got it wrong the first round
until this shit all burns down
Hop in the shower, sober up
Thought I'd change by summer but
It's
the dirt like a maverick
Only got choppas and I buy
Rounds by the hundreds
Choppa will make a nigga learn
Call it phonics
Actin' like Arthur DW, boy you done
rounds, lotta pounds, kilograms on the ave
How you want it? Quarter thang, half thang, whole slab?
Young Atlanta nigga pull a hammer on ya
Pull up
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 1:]
Yea these niggaz like me haters want to fight me
Yea these niggaz mad cuz I came up over night be
Yea I switched it up I got 9 kuff
mary jane
Ain't no shame in my game, Down to do anything
Took me by the hand, Ask me if i'd like to fly
You know I like to fly
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Now
round
If them Gunnas on the seen they gone lay you down
Shootas be masked up don’t play
You can get ya pass took like a play
Runnin that sack up by
im speaking straight facts
we going stupid dumb crazy off the wall jack
b***s going down
we turn it up the sound
you better know we buy the bar
no way
Yeah...
Ey!
Let's go hard on this one
You know how it is.
Yeah Young Killa!
Yeah... ey!
Get a ticket I buy me a mansion
For a ticket I teach nigga
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