Lyrics Round & Round - Mo3

Round & Round

Skurrr, Skurr, Skurr
Yeah
This be for BG4L Nigga
BGFL Need A Better Way
On Gang
We Up Nigga
Nigga, Pockets Fat Than A Bitch Like, (Heh)
Barely Walk In This Hoe Nigga
(Sli-I-Ide)
I’m OSAMA3 Live
(We Gon Ri-ide)
That’s On Barber Nigga
MO Muthafuckin 3 Nigga
Park The Vehicle, Don’t Lock The Door
There They Go, Hop Out In Black
(Gang)
30's, We Reload Extendo’s
Double Back, Ah, They Ass Gettin Wacked
(Bang)
Big Ol' Mack, In The Back Of The Sto' Low
I Can’t Lie, I Got Weight On My Back
(That's On Gang)
The Devil Keep Talkin, But I’mma Keep Walkin
Till I Chop Him Down, That’s A Fact
Tell Me
Why They Wanna Slide Off In Business? (My Bidness?)
I Take The Calico, Battle My Enemies
(Wuh?)
Just Like The Animal, Pop Up With Semis
(Huh?)
There They Go
44 Knock Him Out His Britches (Bow)
BGFL Did That For My Lil Nigga (Bwah)
He HSM, I Won’t Tell On My Hitta (Gang)
I’m Yellin Gang Gang
Till They Kill Me (What?!)
I Catch A Opp Slippin, I’mma Spit Em
I Speed Off, (Speed Off, Yeah)
Then Take The Mask Off (Skurr)
Won’t Nobody Know My Lil Secret
As Long As You Keep It
I Look Like A Cash Vault (Bahh)
Fuck On That Hoe
Cuz She Built Like A Model
I Beat It Up
Then That Bitch Ass Off (Fa Real)
Versace And Fendi
Hopped Out In Balenci', Period
I Make That Bag Talk
I’m Ready To Ride On One Of My Enemies
I Won’t Fold Up
He Frozed Up
I Told God That I Can’t Lie
I Catch A Opp
Bitch, I’m Gon' Smoke Sumn
This Murder Shit Addicted To Me
So I’m Slidin' Bitch
They Know Us
Go Get That Nigga, Zip Him Up
He Caught That Neck Shot
Stitch His Thoat Up (Yeah!)
Karma Comin Back
She Goin' Round And Round
(Round And Round)
I Get Them Racks
She Got That Ass
She Throw It Round And Round
(Round And Round)
Fuck What They Sayin'
I’ll Up This Bitch, And Let Off Round For Round
(Round For Round)
Hit Up They Shit, Then Spin Again
Come Back, Around And Round
(Why-Y?)
BG4L Gon' Slang Them Choppas
Knock Em Outta Bounds
(That's On Gang)
I Make My Hitters Swing That Pole
Who Want To Smoke It Out?
(On Gang?)
All My Life Boy
I’ve Been Traumatized
And Talked About (Why-Y?)
So I Stood Up Like I Was Paralyzed
And Walked Around
(Blttt-Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah)
(Why-Y-Y-Y?)
I Need It (You Know I Need It Babe)
Big Dessert Eagle, I Keep It (I Keep It)
I Told Em To Give Me A Reason (R ason)
I’mma Go In Like A Demon
(Like A Demon)
How’d I Blow Up?
I Don’t Need It (I Don’t Need It)
Ain’t No Lean In My Cup
I’m Not Drinkin
(Hoe, You Reachin)
Ain’t No Molly
But I Got Her Geekin (What?!)
Put This Choppa Outside Of The Regal
(Gang)
Tell Em Dont Come To The Block Hoe (Block)
Y’all Barack Em To Stop Em
As Soon As They Spot Em
They Dot Em And Drop Em Like Dominoes
Feelin Cocky Like Rocky
I’m Strapped With The Rocket
I’ll Pop Up, And Heat Up The Calico
(Blttt-Bah-Bah)
I Just Might Kidnap That Nigga
(Kidnap That Nigga?!)
Run Off With The Sack…
Adios
Live By The Sword
I Don’t Know That I Never Had One
(Nah-Uh)
Looked Up To God, Like Change Me
My Past Gon Make Me Wack Someone
Hallelujah, All My Shooters Got Ruegers
Don’t Be No Crash Dummy
Brick By Brick
Bitch I Jump Out With That Stick, (Bah)
Then I Crash Sumn (Yeah)
Karma Comin Back
She Goin' Round And Round
(Round And Round)
I Get Them Racks
She Got That Ass
She Throw It Round And Round
(Round And Round)
Fuck What They Sayin'
I’ll Up This Bitch, And Let Off Round For Round
(Round For Round)
Hit Up They Shit, Then Spin Again
Come Back, Around And Round
(Why-Y?)
BG4L Gon' Slang Them Choppas
Knock Em Outta Bounds
(That's On Gang)
I Make My Hitters Swing That Pole
Who Want To Smoke It Out?
(On Gang?)
All My Life Boy
I’ve Been Traumatized
And Talked About
(Why-Y?)
So I Stood Up Like I Was Paralyzed
And Walked Around
(Blttt-Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah)
(Why-Y-Y-Y?)