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Round After Round
by Skeemask Pat
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Sippin' a orange Crush, blow another motherfuckin' junt[00:22.31]I'm ridin' in the steamer thang, pockets bailed, I'm rolling through the cut[00:25.53]My A/C up, windows down, I'm down meaning down to clown[00:28.77]Rat-tat-tat-tat at ya back, round after round[00:31.95]I'm packin' what ya lackin', slackin', full metal jackin' fools[00:35.18]Like Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, hard targets getting riddy of you[00:38.35]Now fall up off your bone like some ribs up at the barbecue[00:41.63]Na-na na-na, mane them demons playing peekaboo[00:44.77]My hand up in the stash pot, I'm grabbin' for the four-five Glock[00:48.00]Bumped against the Ziploc and I spilled a quarter pound of rock[00:51.18]The cops follow along, but they fuckin' with a brother like King Kong[00:54.39]My Tec's full of Teflon, so watch ya step, ya dead wrong[00:57.57]Round after round, round after round[01:00.53]Round after-round after round, round after round[01:03.25]Round after-round after round, round after round[01:06.50]Knock em to the-knock em to the ground, down to the ground[01:10.35]Round after round, round after round[01:12.91]Round after-round after round, round after round[01:15.99]Round after-round after round, round after round[01:19.24]Knock em to the-knock em to the ground, down to the ground
Sippin' a orange Crush, blow another motherfuckin' junt[00:22.31]I'm ridin' in the steamer thang, pockets bailed, I'm rolling through the cut[00:25.53]My A/C up, windows down, I'm down meaning down to clown[00:28.77]Rat-tat-tat-tat at ya back, round after round[00:31.95]I'm packin' what ya lackin', slackin', full metal jackin' fools[00:35.18]Like Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, hard targets getting riddy of you[00:38.35]Now fall up off your bone like some ribs up at the barbecue[00:41.63]Na-na na-na, mane them demons playing peekaboo[00:44.77]My hand up in the stash pot, I'm grabbin' for the four-five Glock[00:48.00]Bumped against the Ziploc and I spilled a quarter pound of rock[00:51.18]The cops follow along, but they fuckin' with a brother like King Kong[00:54.39]My Tec's full of Teflon, so watch ya step, ya dead wrong[00:57.57]Round after round, round after round[01:00.53]Round after-round after round, round after round[01:03.25]Round after-round after round, round after round[01:06.50]Knock em to the-knock em to the ground, down to the ground[01:10.35]Round after round, round after round[01:12.91]Round after-round after round, round after round[01:15.99]Round after-round after round, round after round[01:19.24]Knock em to the-knock em to the ground, down to the ground
