| Round & Round
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| Round & Round
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| Round & Round
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| Round & Round
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| Round & Round
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| Round & Round
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| Wayniac (What's up?), I think we oughta check it
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| For a second straight record for them fools disrespectin
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| (Disrespect what?) the flow
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| And being the Tripp Locc, I just can’t take it no more
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| (so?), let me televise my shit the underground
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| MTV, the Box, BET it’s still hits
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| 24−7 eastsidein' it, G ridin
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| We slidin, bomb to the fullest, fuck hidin' it
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| You know what’s up wit' me the dollar bill and my steel
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| I play for keeps, that’s on the real
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| Now get the glass and the yak and take a step back
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| And try to figure out this nigga Wayniac, the maniac
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| When it comes to a track
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| It’s like this, or should I say it’s like that (like that)
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| I got that knack to make the beats smack
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| From my nine-millimeter microphone Mack
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| 10−9-8-wait-B-e-a-c-h, city is the place to be
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| With my brother Tripp Locc and the G funk family
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| We just doin' our thang, straight up, it’s fixin' to hit the fan
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| Serious like that cuz some ain’t goin understand
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| Anticipation got’em all on the sack
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| All my time that I gotta spin up that track
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| Money got me motivated, word up to my moms
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| Nine-four set it up so now it’s time for the bomb
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| To get dropped, non-stop on my way to the T-O-P
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| Servin' conversation, as if it were some cavi
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| You could tell I was a hustla from the start
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| Which meant the Locc and me could never ever see a mark
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| Cuz sippin-ass niggas wear them pumps to get fed
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| Bitches steady gankin' while they puffin' up your head
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| Since I’m the Loc they come and show we just chillin
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| Peepin out my whole click I’m wit make a killin
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| You know me I’m the one that will always make’em pay
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| But for now I’mma slide and listen to the women as they say
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| Catch a grip young Tripp, that’s what they told me
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| I gotta thank god for all my true homies
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| You molded me, into a true G
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| That’s how I put it down (That's right) with Tripnology
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| And dissocology from G to G
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| Helps a nigga like me see clearly
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| I’m tellin' you the truth with proof
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| It’s like a pimp tryin to pimp some hoes with no coupe
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| (you know how that go) Stoop down (Down)
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| And listen to the look alike, dynamite, trump tight twins
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| From the P-A-C
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| Poly Apartments for them niggas that ain’t from the LBC |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Round & Round , by - Twinz. Song from the album Conversation, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп