that When we meet then ya know I'ma be, poppin that [Verse 2] You know I sleep and I eat it I'm in the streets it ain't easy All year round, where I'
whats happening with me Took the chrome of all my whips and put 'em on factory I could do that, shit real round here Ask a nigga, all that stuntin get you killed round
streets to the cellblock Anybody hollerin, They get popped Nigga holla ha, When they came on my block It's real round here, All that stuntin'll get ya smashed round here Straight jacked round
ground Just enough to hold us down I'm stickin' n' moving cruising after the third round Just lay back baby and let me drive you crazy I can make a 40
I can get you nickname rubber grips hollow tips extra clips you dont want your shit to jam better buy a cleaning kit teflon, kevlar, need to wrap it round
diamonds, want the gold, or want the jewelery, he don't want the ring, don't want the loot he's in it for the sport running circles round his competition
in my mental peep my swagger is tremendous make moves monumental it was me three mamis E-40 and Pac at the La Manz Round After Party it just don't stop
say "yes" a nigga quick to get arrested That's the reason I stay zestin(??), I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting restless Walkin round
hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin [Chorus] [Tupac] C-Bo and D-Shot, E-40, Richie Rich [E-40] Da Bay, beitch! [Verse Three: E-40, Richie Rich
you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go) [Young Buck:] I'm out on bond, but the '40 still on me Bouncin' round like Lil Jon, thinkin' 'bout
: Your world full of creeps Zombies walk the street 9 to 5 barely alive Have a beer go to sleep And start all over again Same gray suit Same round shoes
can determine the worth of a song within 15 seconds of it playing" With complete n utter lack of the fact that it takes takes all 3 minutes and 40seconds
buck-pow Corruption, destruction, disaster Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master Oh Lord, could you save my soul? Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40
as well as the rotten smell of body cells How many you niggas is ready to get down and dirty? watch me spit rounds like a 30-30..word up! Or you can just
winked at me not just something in your eye See shawty you ain't got to tell me what I know That was E40 who said tell me when to go I know I got the
Rodney King beatdown Kids hit with switches, mamas is qoutin scriptures While Ludas gettin head, more gums than baby pictures Cock my 40 glock and my
buy, Now I'm at in A-Town, A tellin' me trey sounds, It's too mainstream if I plan on me stickin' a-round. But the allure of this year's scream tour has
: Chorus: Repeat 2X I dont know why this world keep turning Round and Round But I wish it would stop, and let me off right now Yes man As the World
