Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Round Here, artist - T.Y.. Date of issue: 14.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Round Here |
| Like doing magic |
| It’s real in that field when yo' ass ain’t got a ratchet |
| Before you go with yo' move, think about that action |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| You tryn' check something round here, gon' test your luck |
| I’m the same nigga who stayed down but now I came up |
| I got something nasty with a drum on it in the back of the truck |
| Posted in traffic, move on me and I’m backing you up |
| Me and Rex were paper chasing not giving a fuck |
| Bout these hoes, show 'em no love they can’t get shit from us |
| Yea I’m a Uptown nigga living violent as fuck |
| I would give you the game but you probably fuck that shit up |
| I don’t trust these niggas like I don’t trust these hoes |
| I ride around in my Chevy with my K fully loaded |
| If I said it I done it you could believe that shit |
| If she said she ain’t suck my dick don’t you believe that bitch |
| How you broke and comfortable with that? |
| explain that shit |
| All these niggas juiced up I’m bout to drain that shit |
| Imma keep on gettin' to it till they free the B. G |
| And when that day come Imma really turn to a beast |
| See these young niggas round here (round here) |
| Really bout that action they’ll make you disappear (bye) |
| Like doing magic |
| It’s real in that field when yo' ass ain’t got a ratchet |
| Before you go with yo' move, think about that action |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Bitch boy tryna flex up better get the fuck before I wet him up |
| Step it up might shoot him down if (?) with us go and pick him up |
| All around them messy hoes nigga talkin' bout what he gon' do me |
| 40 Glock extended clip feel like this bitch won’t stop shooting |
| Dumb shit my niggas wit' that, shoot niggas I did that |
| Tryn check ya man and I fuck him up stop acting you ain’t get that |
| No sympathy just manslaughter |
| Black dresses and fresh flowers |
| Handguns and automatics, body armor and man power |
| Hol up might roll up but holes in ya like donuts |
| Nigga try and check me bout a stanky bitch but I’m down back and she tore up |
| Put holes in ya like luke, nigga all my hoes been cute |
| And any nigga tryna check to me nigga all my bros gon' shoot |
| All my niggas on go, all my niggas they ready |
| Brass knuckles and handguns, banana clip, machete |
| Can’t face them consequences don’t go with your move then |
| Pussy nigga move over a real one gon' move in |
| See these young niggas round here (round here) |
| Really bout that action they’ll make you disappear (bye) |
| Like doing magic |
| It’s real in that field when yo' ass ain’t got a ratchet |
| Before you go with yo' move, think about that action |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |
| Tryn' check something round here nigga, that ain’t got happen |