G-Unit, Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent - Round Here lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[G-Unit, Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent - Round Here lyrics]
I say who get shot
Who don't get shot 'round here
I say who can and can't pump
On the block round' here
Stick-up kids can get they
Ass got 'round here
Niggas snitchin', D's comin'
It's hot 'round here
They finna run up on one
Of the spots 'round here be on point
It's easy to get knocked 'round here
But be smart
You need to have that Glock 'round here
Yo, I'm on that James Bond shit
That Z3 smoking that bomb shit
My guns in my armpit
I'm still pitching rock and bundles of D
But you can catch me in
Hollywood with Pamela Lee
Yo, my team stay rocky, kid
In the crib, priced out
It's as big as Versace crib
You could be D-Zel or Frel, my 9 mil
I drive by and do you
Like the Russians did Denzel
Me, I call the shots 'round here
I say who get shot
Who don't get shot 'round here
I say who can and can't pump
On the block round' here
Stick-up kids can get they
Ass got 'round here
Niggas snitchin', D's comin'
It's hot 'round here
They finna run up on one
Of the spots 'round here be on point
It's easy to get knocked 'round here
But be smart
You need to have that Glock 'round here
They ain't never heard a clique like
Mine so they admire us heavy
Clue, you better get them firetrucks ready
Cause I am, I'm hot now, I came up quicker
They comparing me to veterans, nigga
And I'm too young to buy liquor
I'm holding out till they break the
Pore of a chip straight
Struggling, baby, I'm on tour of a mixtape
Fronting'll get ya bashed in
Nigga, my flows worth mills like the
Dress Princess Diana crashed in
Me, I call the shots 'round here
I say who get shot
Who don't get shot 'round here
I say who can and can't pump
On the block round' here
Stick-up kids can get they
Ass got 'round here
Niggas snitchin', D's comin'
It's hot 'round here
They finna run up on one
Of the spots 'round here be on point
It's easy to get knocked 'round here
But be smart
You need to have that Glock 'round here
Even the old folks in my hood
Know I stay with a gat they say
"Sabrina baby boy just don't know how to act"
They sit in front of a hollow tip
Leave a hole in your Jag'
Big enough to fit a D battery in your back
You call G-Unit Jew-Unit the
Way that money stack it's a fee for me
Nigga you were paying for that
We got artilleries and targets to spit it at
Banks to popingp shots that they would
Sign on your fitted hats
Me, I call the shots 'round here
I say who get shot
Who don't get shot 'round here
I say who can and can't pump
On the block round' here
Stick-up kids can get they
Ass got 'round here
Niggas snitchin', D's comin'
It's hot 'round here
They finna run up on one
Of the spots 'round here be on point
It's easy to get knocked 'round here
But be smart
You need to have that Glock 'round here
Yeah, nigga you need to have
Your motherfucking gun 'round
Here don't be off to see the wizard
Motherfucker lying without a heart barking
And shit you ain't gonna do nothing
Nigga don't make me touch something out
This motherfucker go ahead and
Jump back, nigga i'm waiting on these
Niggas you think I'm scared? Oh
I'm shaking in my motherfucking
Shoes i'm scared
To death don't I sound scared?