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Featuring Juelz Santana, Jim Jones & Bezel (Verse) They stuntin down there, they stuntin down there They don't want me to send them trucks around here Hundred niggas a pop up around here With the pumpin round here, get to dumpin down there Tell me why you creeps snapped, is it cuz I leaped back? You so fast and I didn't even speak fat You's a joke and cheap laugh Stop rappin, do yourself a favor and eat glass I play fuckin kick ball with you bean bags I'm at 11 so high, you can't breeze past I'm 10 pounds, you's a seat in the weed bag Come on nigga, where's the weed at? You don't want my face to be the face you see In yo dream and the reason you awake from sleep We used to it down here, we movin it down here We servin out more than Patrick Ewing to down here Floppy mira mira we speak it fluent down here We get bricks cuz we know what we're fuckin doin round here I squeeze clips and gats, with your knees hips and back Watch your knees when collapse then proceed flippin crack What? You's a G picture that With a digital camera and a freezed butcher's snack Get hype enough and the pipe's a bust SongtexteYou'll see all types of stuff despite your guts So lighten up guy for all you see is lightning up high In a casket, lay white for your size Last nigga tried to give me slack and then bun I caught him, his face played petty pack with the gun (Verse) In the game we take your top off, we gang bangin niggas Not soft in Californ-a-yay, you get there knocked off I put a hole in one nigga, this is not golf I'll kill you then personally drop the box off Throw the silencer on, knock your moms and pops off With the shit pots on, they get the Glock off Send me evidence, I just play the cops off Niggas in the hood know every time bein popped off, the whole block get boxed off What the fuck would ever stop falling? My hollows is burn in yo mouth like hot sauce I can tell you what the watch cost 11-5, that's the best price They tell you 10 and they lyin, I got them fresh whites From overseas niggas all got cocoa leaves, you could move boats of weed Everywhere I go keep the stows with me I don't know what you rap niggas is supposed to be I stay in the hood, gang bangin and dockin They notice me, now fuck with Eminem OB D12, you can't Busta Rhymes in here Who the fuck called me? I was just 1-2 hova lee, with my eyes on the crew never longed to me I got it come and take it but you gotta watch your back Down here yea, down here yea Ain't no mixtape slangin we too busy gang bangin Down here yea, down here yea They took on mellow's cane, nigga all-star game Round here yea, round her eyea See runnin blue bandanas wrapped around gun handles (Verse) Niggas wanna know the deal round here Got my young niggas throwin up the deal round here In Harlem all my thugs is keep the deal up here Remember Marlin from the fuck, he got gilled up here But nothing blaze to us, do you feel what you hear? I was runnin round stupid packin steel with no fear My attitude is fuck them cops bust them shots, I gotta get it man Turnin rocks, set up shop and hit the strip of jam My squad up in here fuck I care, this is the life you need Crashing gear never scared, we live in such a speed Yea, but these chicks is up here We runnin up the board, wait our waiters up there yea And to this moola gang bang Bang bang, you see the mob bang when you go brain Yea, we get it poppin up here East side to west side, we knockin up here Uh, you get your way from up here Dope hope and haze, got that flavor up here Yea yea so don't get brazy up here One false move and you get sprayed up off here (Verse) Round here you boop until that shot spin On stitches cuz every nigga up on my block real We eatin round here yea Round here they call me Bishop Just look, I'm the nigga that pops it Every rock's in my watch when I drop through So I keep shots in the ox when I drive through When I suggest your mommy just pops through Cuz we on the block The reason they drop the property vow You get eaten (Verse) The cane cut, I came up from the soft white The game bucked, my changeup, I'm the boss type here Plus I pulls ice and diplomats flippin crack We like Air Force ones how we off white here I got gope and it's stretched in the joint I got birds and you heard still stressin the boink I'm still stressin the point that I could write a check wit you Commas that come before the decimal point Yea, round here we could get it pumpin in Round here yea you could catch me stuntin in that V12 black Rolls cuz he sell that coke That's why I clock bitches like a female track coach Aus Songtexte Mania