Round Here

Lyrics

[Intro] It ain't good to do good in front of niggas in the hood, right, right It ain't good to do good in front of niggas in the hood, right, right Everybody know that [Verse 1] Doin' good in front of niggas in the hood cause problems (Uh huh) Trey-eights, trey-pounds and .44's solve 'em (You ain't lyin) I hate when hoes get on some loudmouth shit Your man gangsta? Me too Go on and get 'em bitch (Go head, get 'em) I just bought new toast to spit Next nigga gettin gully gettin' laid out quick Where ever ribs is touchin' niggas is gettin hurt Cause a broke nigga always down to put it in work Don't run up on me I don't know you nigga So what you bought my CD I don't owe you nigga I know you love the way the Gally beat bump Got you license plate rattlin' all over your trunk I confuse these chumps with my style, dog I'm from Queens but I'm motherfuckin' BK hard I sound like I move bricks uptown or like a thug from the Bronx who stay with a 4-pound (What) Shook nigga (shook nigga, nigga, nigga) I'm a Guinness book nigga [Chorus] We don't play that pussy shit Round here You can get your fuckin wig split Down here Don't be reppin' where you come from too much around here You can get your fuckin cap peeled Queens, nigga! We don't play that pussy shit Round here You can get your fuckin wig split Down here Don't be reppin' where you come from too much around here You can get your fuckin cap peeled Brooklyn! [Verse 2] If I can't get my gun in the club, why would I come in the club? So niggas I done stuck up could cut me he fuck up, nah I'm outside to jump off in a Benz jeep (Uh huh) Four deep strapped with all kinds of heat Niggas think they want beef They don't want beef They find out that somebody they love layin' in the street When you rap, you keep it gangsta dog it's all good Just don't go poppin that shit in the wrong hood Where I'm from the young boy'll come and try ya nigga Shells'll make ya feel like your on fire nigga If you thinkin we thirsty cuz, you right We lookin at your watch and chain like that's a S-type Promoter sayin "don't play 50 in the club" Last time it came nigga tore the shit up, what I don't where you from and I don't care But nigga we don't play that pussy shit around here [Chorus] We don't play that pussy shit Round here You can get your fuckin wig split Down here Don't be reppin' where you come from too much around here You can get your fuckin cap peeled Harlem, nigga! We don't play that pussy shit Round here You can get your fuckin wig split Down here Don't be reppin' where you come from too much around here You can get your fuckin cap peeled BX! [Verse 2] The only Spanish I know is "coño, cállate la boca puta", "no inglés, no inglés" motherfuckers'll shoot ya The Latin Kings don't like me, I don't care We don't talk that "mira, mira" bullshit around here Man, I done did so much dirt in the hood Niggas heard I got shot They was all sayin' 'good' ("Good for him") Fuck ya'll, ya' ain't got to like me I get knocked, ya'll nigga ain't got to write me I'm on the same bullshit I been on It's the same bullshit ya niggas need to get on Y'all shit sound too commercial Come cruisin' through the hood motherfuckers'll hurt you You should know when and when not to flash jewels Cause niggas'll run up on y'all fools and flash you They want your money, the watch, and you tennis shoes I ain't gotta tell ya not to move Ya'll know the rules [Chorus] We don't play that pussy shit Round here You can get your fuckin wig split Down here Don't be reppin' where you come from too much around here You can get your fuckin cap peeled Staten Island