Round here
• Written by Taedo
don't come round here .if you aint from my way
niggas got kays ,there find where you stay
kill you where you lay, we aint wit the play
strictly bout pay, round here niggaz aint safe
the paper I chase , keep 40s no muscle
grew up with gorillas, survived in the jungle
learned how to hustle it come with the struggle
never trust a nigga they'll fold up on ya
puzzlin niggas be bitches and snitchin
talk to the feds we goin kill em
I don't like snitches I don't like sentences
pull on his block 30 with extensions
straight from the trenches thats that hard life
where every lil nigga round got dat pipe
where every single killer is out at night
with that pipe 4 in a sprite
got niggaz behind bars lock up doing time
fire arms burglary or homocides
but round here niggaz killing mother stay inside
kids crying for daddy he tryna provide
got niggas thats down when its time to ride
fuck the police catch one outside
or maybe in traffic with 4 automatics
roll down the window then get to thrashen
then go chill cause its to hot
you aint from don't come to this block
be prepared expect some shot
don't ride slow round here its hot
then go chill cause its to hot
you aint from don't come to this block
be prepared expect some shot
don't ride slow round here its hot
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Taedo
Member since December 20 2015