Kidd Kidd - Everytime I Come Around lyrics

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Kidd Kidd - Everytime I Come Around lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent] N-Y, N-Y, 'til I D-ie N-Y, N-Y, 'till I D-ie [Hook: 50 Cent] I'm on it Everytime I come around, me I keep my gun around It's never on safety I'm on it n***as know when I'm around, f** around it's goin' down No if's or maybe's Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ's n***as gettin' cake made f** with the homies while I got it on me You'll get your big break, man [Verse 1: 50 Cent] You n***as ain't seen sh** yet, one false move and I click clack That oo-wop b**h I spit that, that hard white I flip that That bad b**h get my dick wet, damn how hot can my sh** get? Boy, get outta line get your a** checked, got 10 mil' my last check b**hes stay where that cash at, diamonds on me I flash that That 'Rari pedal I mash that, you p**y n***as I laugh at That f** sh** that you f** n***as be doin', man, I'm pa**ed that Hood n***a down there on Wall Street, my stock run across NASDAQ Girl face on my time piece, ridin' around with my crimeys These broke n***as so grimy, I let 'em hold the steel, I tell 'em shoot to k** I put south side on my back, I ain't talkin' 'bout no tat' When I'm outta town I hold it down, I mean everywhere I'm at [Hook: 50 Cent] I'm on it Everytime I come around, me I keep my gun around It's never on safety I'm on it n***as know when I'm around, f** around it's goin' down No if's or maybe's Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ's n***as gettin' cake made f** with the homies while I got it on me You'll get your big break, man [Verse 2: Kidd Kidd] All my n***as crazy stupid, cuckoo, got a loose screw I might pew pew with that two-two then small bullets will mob through you My b**h come from Honolulu with that dope ball in her doo doo Put it on a train and choo choo and the feds don't have a blues clues Thumbing over, don't know voodoo but I sure know how to shoot you If I get caught I don't boo-hoo, I pick up the phone call b**boo He gonna bail me out in seconds, please don't let this rap sh** fool you I send shooters to your home, see I don't need no songs to move you My gorilla goin' ooh-ooh, boy your family could lose you Put you in a box like new shoes, you's a b**h pull down your tu-tu When it come to gettin' money all I know is we need bookoo's Speakin' only in my Ryda Gang, know what we gonna do to you [Hook: 50 Cent] Everytime I come around, me I keep my gun around It's never on safety I'm on it n***as know when I'm around, f** around it's goin' down No if's or maybe's Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ's n***as gettin' cake made f** with the homies while I got it on me You'll get your big break, man

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