Round Here

Wait a minute, n-***** its ill

Y-n-c-h made your cranium swell

South side sacramento to the depths of hell

We some gang bangers takin many steps to jail

We some gang aimers, garden block bangers, throat danglin

Paintin 'em, put a thang in 'em, aimin 'em, aint no playin with em

I put sac on the map, me, x and c bo

Throwin up the garden, if your trippin you can bleed slow

Right out the 6 4, I'm skitso, and I got so many pistols see I'm no billy crystal

I'm more along the lines of joe peshi

Mesh wit me or get murked with the old teffy

Check with me, we could do it like the old west, no vest, put a hole in your chest

Something like the dro, they grow in the west, I'm a necrophiliac, I can really act, sickly

Soon as you fade the block I'm runnin all up in they kidneys

I dont need features I'm the main feature, gang teacher, I complete my album then u can bleed yours

Neva been a followa, always been a leader, receiver, body bleeda, and thats just a procedure

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****** lookin funny its on round here

Shots they pop its on round here

Ehit and lynch I swear

When the shots they pop you best stay clear

Repeat

I'm at a hot spot, it hard ta take it, my shine

I'm a garden block ***** straight from southside

Run the box ****** n stage in my prime

You can get it how you want it if you cross my line

I'm illegal like dykes with high price and fines

Smack her on the ass when I'm hittin it from behind

Give you one chance I told you one time

Devious the one and only, one of a kind

This is the s**t that will blow your mind

****in wit me and I close your blinds

Bam bam ****** we hitin em on site

Real ass life and real ass rhymes

Steet talk get the street chalk

Feelin the flavor my ****** ready ta beat yall defeat yall

We ball forsee all tellin ya right killa is got be a total recall

Let you know you aint ready to ****

'Cause I be ready to jump

N I aint never been a punk

I send you straight to the bottom my *****

I cut the whole thing off and hit you with the tree stump

I make you feel like when heat bumps

Like how you feelin when the gauge pump

I take straight into the trash drunk

And make you hit the ceiling with a street jump

****** that be thinkin they be comin

But I be gunnin

I be hittin them **********as and runnin

Ima put it all down they really aint sayin nothin

Hit you in the head, the chest, into the stomach

Better take that flick and put up in a frame

Say my name

But never say it in vain

Try to catch that ride

Try to catch that train

Like the weight lift game

No pain no gain

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I was brought it the land where they rep they colors

And us o gs defend they baby brothers

Where the ****ing dress code is 501's

And the 5 0 cant **** wit them ak guns

I was young in the hood with my all blue flag

In my homies 6 9 with that ass on drag

Young eiht ridin shotgun

Sawed off shotgun

In the enemy neighborhood jeah I shot one

I put compton on the map with ez e and tila

Way back when the sweatsuits used to be fila jeah

Down south but not with gold teeth

South cali dippin the regal with goldie

I seen 187s on the mother ****ing block

You can tell from the exit 45 or glock

When the front door get knock somebody turned snitch

One times tryin to press me like I'm a ***** jeah!

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Ghetto child with a problem with cali bud and garden

Fiends say they made mail easy I called it margarine

These ****** soft as wet charmin tissue

Sharpen objects stabbin your neck over my issue

Benjamins on green paper big face of the franklin

Deeds is devious

Brotha lynch will hang you if you hatein

**** these idiots

Lets carve some ****ing organs out they frame

I'm not ashamed n

I think of havin partner ships with satin

I just chirped dayton he told me that the spot is crankin

I said it should the other spots let rocks drip naked

2 Dubble 0 ***** straight thang boot naked

Halie berry behind me in a smoke grey lexus

Round here my ****** is always the most feared

In the pin, in the street that our coke is the most pured

16S of nitro gliscryn deep fry in your ears

Where I'm at crack, heron, **** an ecstasy

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See I understand a few things like milk and honey

The fact we all gotta die and broke ****** is funny

Watch your back stay strapped ***** when dealin with money

Come to clap never to rap homie just take that from me

See I'm a certified veteran I dont need no vouchers

***** slept I'm a theat ***** just check this out

Far as the streets of sac, old park where I'm at

Now I done already said that ***** now I cant take that back

See I did many months and years

All cells and tiers

Never fool blood lets get this clear

This year theres bout to be some ****ing changes for real

Respect somethin or my ****** comin buggin for real

See its all about cash and carry

Try and play me outta one dime you ***** and your ass is buried

Catch a flight to indiana

And lay low off a dairy call my workers

Get my chips n tell em to shoot em to sherry