L'A Capone - Round Here lyrics

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L'A Capone - Round Here lyrics

[Hook] Its a lot of violence around here So a lot of sirens around here A lot of people dying around here A lot of people crying around here Never lacking keep it on my hip Sneak dissing Is bad for your health You better be prepared around here A lot of people scared around here And they clapping poles around here Catching bodies old around here We just chasing O's around here We ain't chasing hoes around here We loyal bros around here Our circle closed around here You can't trust a soul around here Cause them people be in they ear [Verse 1] Me and folks in the Range Trying to find a stain Whole block got cane But stay in your lane Cause n***as getting changed f** n***as can't hang Allergic to lames They say they Insane Until n***as see brains It seems to plain Them n***as won't bang That sh** is insane My n***as in cuts My n***as in trucks They don't give a f** So keep yo head up Them hitters fed up So you out of luck Off molly and lean That don't mean a thing He swing, I swing My phone it ring Yo b**h pop on my screen Then that's what it is. then that's what it is She feeling the kid,yea she feeling the kid She like how I live I'm busting off pills 600 so real, 600 so real, 600 do drills Don't none of them squeal So hot we can't chill Don't smoke out the seal My n***as forreal [Hook] [Verse 2] And you know I gotta trap So I keep taking naps True pants with the flap Yo mans wanna rap He should give it a nap 600 the best, got sh** on my chest That sh** ain't a vest Boy I wear mac's and tek's And none of them rest A p**y gets stretched Now I feel like a vet Put n***as in check Better show some respect Cause this where its at I do what I want You do what you can Free lil booka out the can Can't wait till he land Cause shorty ain't playing And shorty be spraying Around here understand We the hottest who stand I think I got tans Pull up we so loud We smoke out the pound On this side of town And ima throw down So the plate can go around We gonna eat now I think I lost count Its many mans down I'm ducking the Crowns I wasn't around, I won't make a sound Keep snitches from around Now I'm looking down, and she looking up But I did not f**, but I got a nut So shorty what's up, you leaving or what Catch me in them cars, or probably the mac b**h that's where I'm at I love my set Around here you get whacked [Hook]

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