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Round Here - Z-Ro

Round Here

Z-Ro

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We ride fords 'round here

Can't do pain 'round here

Sipping drink 'round here

Getting money 'round here

Fuck your bitch 'round here

Leave you stanking 'round here

'Round here, 'round here ('round here, yeah)

We ride fords 'round here

Can't do pain 'round here

Sipping drink 'round here

Getting money 'round here

Fuck your bitch 'round here

Leave you stanking 'round here

'Round here, 'round here ('round here, h-time)

Uh, homie you can get your issue 'round here (here)

And when you're dead, you just dead, we ain't gonna miss you 'round here (here)

Homie chill without them selfies, don't take pictures 'round here (here)

The same person say they love you, that's who hit you down here (I told 'em)

Seem like everyday, nine to ten people bleed 'round here (around here)

Praying is cool, but choppers are what we need 'round here (around here)

Kids don't watch cartoons no more, they smoking weed 'round here (for real)

They tryna to fuck some, the kids ain't trying to read 'round here (goddamn)

Selling dough, stripping and robbing is what I see 'round here

They say how much they wanna leave but they still be 'round here

I be all around the world, I hardly be 'round here

But I be clean and riding foreign when you see me 'round here (I do, for real though I do)

'Round here we worship money not relationships

Ain't nobody got on no cakes

So ain't nobody saving shit

'Round here if they can't afford it, they taking it

Cheat even the homies getting money, ain't tryna pay for shit

We ride fords on catalogs

And we blow drugs for our catalogs

Keep a big gun and a bad bitch and a school tape in my habitat

And I ain't gonna pay for no pussy, that shit so free, I don't ask for that (I don't ask for that)

Would you get away with where you come from 'round here, we'd beat your ass for that

We ride fords 'round here

Can't do pain 'round here

Sipping drink 'round here

Getting money 'round here

Fuck your bitch 'round here

Leave you stanking 'round here

'Round here, 'round here ('round here, yeah)

We ride fords 'round here

Can't do pain 'round here

Sipping drink 'round here

Getting money 'round here

Fuck your bitch 'round here

Leave you stanking 'round here

'Round here, 'round here ('round here, h-time)

My heart pump no accolade, I'm OG to the max (max)

Third world to the bone yeah, not represent but that pack

These h-time tastes, ain't no hoes 'round here

Fuck a brick, hella panic, you just took nine here

I'm in a turning lane with that Joe Wayne in a drop leg when I'm fully weighing

Tip toeing down a Boulevard and we hoarding up upon two lanes

And we ain't sleeping, sleepers kinda 'round here

They said an heir boasts a trophy, we abide by them here

I've been aided for riding

Mono block gliding

Back when blood had the bourbon and a step side ah

Now y'all can pick a bet

And hit the brain and sit it back

Through the hard way

Fuck who ain't feeling that

Clean all 'round here

Thirteen hundred a cruiser

Red and white court, only sitting by the deuces (deuces)

We made niggas, you know what's cracking 'round here (you know what's cracking)

Get your silly ass flipped, thinking to sweep that here

We ride fords 'round here

Can't do pain 'round here

Sipping drink 'round here

Getting money 'round here

Fuck your bitch 'round here

Leave you stanking 'round here

'Round here, 'round here ('round here, yeah)

We ride fords 'round here

Can't do pain 'round here

Sipping drink 'round here

Getting money 'round here

Fuck your bitch 'round here

Leave you stanking 'round here

'Round here, 'round here ('round here, h-time, h-time, h-time)

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