Uh yeah yeah yeah Know it sound 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 in a morn', dawg Glock two around here What chu move around here, and you know I my tool around here My niggaz act a fool around here, My hood, my set, my strip, my P's, We down, we real, we forever Put in game down here, change down here 'Coz I them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah
And I done my way, round here And them hoes know, I twist them like haze here Been made here, blow hay round here Ask around, them know I lay down here Down here, yeah, and I done aired down But the streets was bigger, I pump the lead round 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 clean, on them things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,
Round here, yeah, here, yeah We ridin' clean, on things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah
It's hot as hell, but it down here You get a box of blow for no mo' 24 down here This is the season for the zoe's here If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down From nickels to birds, you can get it and served For too much, be for certain, them niggaz workin' You can buy it, from the down here You know who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip round So many bitches out there, snitchin' here That's why every summer, bitches be round here
I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug And if ridin' wit me, best believe them my niggaz As for you bitches, about it See the head was tremendous, but this is strickly business I'll be thuggin' forever, see I'ma fighter, not a I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded, But the hoes, they don't care here They be and fuckin' all year down here They be on the pill, down here Got mo' than that what the meal down here
Round here, yeah, round here, Yeah, we ridin' clean, on things round here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,
Round here, yeah, here, yeah We ridin' clean, on them things here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah
Oh yeah, I know you prolly never known, here It get hotter the body, get the wrong idea It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on down here Brawls and ballin', all that's goin' on round here Young killers pistols, like they grown down here Them niggaz similar to King Kong, round here A pocket full of stones, would get you on down So boy, keep ya drops like the song round here
Hey, it ain't safe for the walkin' home round here Hey, the hell what we know if you know round here You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown round The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone round Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya rims here 24's make them dubs, look like 10 down I'm where it is, and the biz is for us round here Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all matters down here
Round here, yeah, round here, Yeah, we 'ridin clean, on them things here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,
Round here, yeah, round here, We ridin' clean, on them round here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah