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 eight in a morn', dawg two around here What chu move around here, and you I keep my tool around here My niggaz act a around here, yeah My hood, my set, my strip, my P's, We down, we real, we forever Put in game down here, change down here I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down here, yeah
And I done my way, round here And them hoes know, I twist like haze round here Been made down here, blow hay here Ask around, them niggaz know I lay here Down here, yeah, and I done aired there But the streets was bigger, I pump the lead here here, and I'm still 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, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, low round here, yeah
Round here, yeah, round here, We ridin' clean, on them things here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah
It's hot as hell, but it snows here You get a box of blow for no mo' then 24 here This is the season for the zoe's here If you who you know, you can get it for the low down here From nickels to birds, you can get it and served For too much, be for certain, them niggaz workin' You can buy it, the cops down here You who sweat it down here, bitch it's so Crip round here So many bitches out there, snitchin' round That's why summer, bitches be missin' round here
I roll wit straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug 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 be thuggin' forever, see I'ma fighter, not a lover I'm a hit-and-run-it, cold-blooded, But the hoes, they don't down here be suckin' and fuckin' all year down here They be heavy on the pill, down Got mo' than that what the motherfuckin' meal here
Round here, yeah, here, yeah Yeah, we clean, on them 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, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low here, yeah
Oh yeah, I you prolly never known, round here It get hotter then the body, get the wrong It's just Caprice's, and Impala's sittin' on chrome down and ballin', ain't all that's goin' on round here Young killers pistols, like they grown down here Them young niggaz similar to King Kong, round A pocket full of stones, would get you on down So dope boy, keep ya drops like the song round
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 hood, by the zone round here Get a hole in ya dome, ya rims down here 24's make them dubs, look like 10 here 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 things round here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro, gettin' low round here,
here, yeah, round here, yeah We ridin' clean, on them round here Yeah, here, yeah, round here, yeah We dro, gettin' low round here, yeah