Trav - Round Here lyrics

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Trav - Round Here lyrics

[Hook] You ain't the only n***a round here carry guns Tired of hearing bullsh** about where you from Got the choppers right where you run Your f**ing pride, you better swallow that We don't play that p**y sh**, round here My youngins got that full clip, round here Ain't f**ing with no bullsh** hoes, round here Made a hundred just from selling O's, round here n***as b**hing sh** (round here), gorilla sh** (round here) Young savage n***as, know we live this sh** (round here) Skkrt, baby dads will share (round here) Young mix, k** sh** (Yeah) [Verse 1] Foreign hoes, all my b**hes is foreign Scarface sh**, she love me in the morning The chopper got a f**ing letter on it 86's mean we got em homie n***as see me, know I got it on me Rather get caught with it then without it homie Flipping birds, birds like I got a zoo They say I got a John Gotti attitude I drop a band get a n***a whacked I drop a trap, know I'm spitting crack I'm in my bed like I'm going black If I got the bed you know I got the mat [Hook] [Verse 2] Al Capone face, I model forever I told my n***as either now or never Put 150 in my diamond bezel I told these n***as that we gon get better I told these n***as that a n***a [?] At his mama's house that's where he learned Shots fired, praying for him I hope these n***as don't turn to informants I told my n***as we gon live enormous f**ing up this cheddar, got to keep it going My life is a book, Donald [?] Living to die inside New York, only lord know it [Hook]

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