Lyrics:
cnd round and round
If I gotta pick, I choose cats
If you hating, I'ma snooze that
Stop acting like you run the town
Buy cat litter, by the pound
When I pull up on em I'm like skrrr pa
Then I'm like pa pa pa
Duck down duck down
Quiet down no sound
I'm the man round town
Who you trust if it ain't me
down
They come up with this perfectly clean round
But I hope you not doin' this cause of fear
Of the pen, I'ma prove you pussy within
But I guess it's up
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
buy the bar, I know that you can't
I can buy that car, I know that you can't
[Verse 1: Quavo]
No you can't, no you can't
You don't sip that lean by
your nigga still drink Pinnacle
Bitch, your taste is pitiful
I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash,
We go round, round, round, round
Everywhere that I go, people know me by the way I flow
I keep it moving in the right direction
And everyday you
bustin' slugs
We sure to stay in touch and clean your mess up
And if you from the West Coast, my n*gga westside
[Verse 3: Nas]
Game got at me about
like bye you
If I hit a bitch twice and she see me out in public tryna speak Ima walk right by you
Imma head down to Texas fore a nigga hit Houston, imma
that cancerous
A the herb a buy the house, di land for us, a buy the car and the van for us
Verse
If yuh say herb? Watch the suckers a shoot-up
Babylon
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
get much higher
Yeah
And if you don't know by now, I smoke weed
Hahahahahaha
How Wiz gonna give me the verse
He ain't gonna give me the laugh
Every verse I'm spitting, man, it's written like I was at church
Please support the channel, follow me and buy your mom some merch
Every time you do is
and get them hands up high
Never coming down
Whole damn night tender bringing more rounds more rounds more rounds yeah we got more rounds
So anybody
First verse [kilo-g]:
Now if I step up on you with two nine millimeters,
Nigga you best to up and feel the heat from my niener
Or you gone be the,
to wreck
[Verse 3: SPM]
Money and the power, glass on the Prowler
Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it
Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like
don't do, no talking
I'm hoping, you learning, your lesson, in college
I just been racking up mileage
I prolly should hire a pilot
I'm running up all
the bull by the horns if you want that money
dig up in the pooh, 'til you get honey
fall up in the hole tryna follow that bunny rabbit
Baby don't buy me
up in the game, with bitches riding our train
And I'm pretty sure my nigga Kasino feeling the same
Verse Two: Kasino
Ayo you can't tell me
it down (down)
I be driving a Hersh (Hersh) and you'll be laying down (laying)
Pain a magic dragon I heat up the whole town (town)
It ain't shit that
Hennessy different
You get ya crew jammed up
I got my blue bands up
I'll put you down when we come in
Contact like this two hand touch
Arsonal puts his hands
mothafucka respect it, the commission
[Verse 2]
(First 4 lines with Jamaican accent)
I buy and sell bricks with my nigga P.D.
down with the team called B.B.E.
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, its too late
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