Round Here (feat. T.I. & Trick Daddy)

I lets 'em know how I do it 'round here

And I'm out eight in the morn', dawg, Glock, two around here

What you doin' 'round here?

And you know I keep my tool around here

My **** act the fool around here, yeah

My hood, my set, my strip, my P's, whatever

We down, we real, we bang forever

Put in game down here, make change down here

'Cause I serve them fiends that raw 'caine down here

Yeah, and I done made my way, 'round here

And them hoes know I twist 'em like haze 'round here

Been made down here, blow hay 'round here

Ask around, them **** know I lay down here

Down here, yeah, and I done aired down here

If the streets was bigger, I park the Lear 'round here, 'round here

And I'm still in my Nike Airs, yeah

My hat leaning, I'm living with no fear

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah, yeah

We riding clean on them things 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We blowing dro, getting low 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We riding clean on them things 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We blowing dro, getting low 'round here, yeah

It's hot as hell but it snows down here

You can get a box of blow for no more than a twenty four down here

This here is the season for the zoes 'round here

If you corner who you know, you can get it for the low down here

From nickels to birds, you can get it flipped and served

If you're talking too much, be for certain, them **** working

You can buy it from a cop down here, you know who's with them down here

Bitch, it's so Crip down here

So many bitches out here snitching down here

That's why every summer, bitches be missing 'round here

I roll with straight killers, thug **** and drug dealers

And if they're riding with me, best believe they're my ****

As for you bitches, forget about it

See, the head was tremendous

But this dick, it's strictly business

I'll be thugging forever, see I'm a fighter not a lover

I'm a hit-and-runnin', cold-blooded motherfucker

But the hoes, they don't care down here

They be sucking and fucking all year down here

They be heavy on the pill down here

Got 'em rolling with the motherfucking Memph' down here

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah, yeah

We riding clean on them things 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We blowing dro, getting low 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We riding clean on them things 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We blowing dro, getting low 'round here, yeah

Okay, I know you prolly never known 'round here

It get hotter than Dubai they get the wrong idea

Just Caprices and Impalas, sitting on chrome down here

Brawls and balling ain't all that's goin' on 'round here

Young killers toting pistols like they grown down here

Them young **** similar to King Kong 'round here

A pocket full of stones will get your owned 'round here

So dope boy, keep ya trap slightly sewn 'round here

Hey it ain't safe for them fakers walking home 'round here

To hell with who you know if you ain't known 'round here

You say the wrong thing'll get your back blown 'round here

Hear gangstas rep they hood by the zone 'round here

Get a hole in ya dome 'bout your rims down here

24's make them dubs look like 10's down here

I'm where it ends and begins, as far as rappers 'round here

Money, hoes, cars, dro is all that matters down here

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah, yeah

We riding clean on them things 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We blowing dro, getting low 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We riding clean on them things 'round here, yeah

'Round here, yeah, 'round here, yeah

We blowing dro, getting low 'round here, yeah