Letra de 2006

[Intro]

Round and round every time we go
Only fucking with you. I don't love them hoes
Bad bitch I keep her on the low
She know i’m popping. check me at the door

[Verse 1]

I'm riding real cautious. i'm ridin real slowly
Ya hoe all up on me. she wanna know me
She think that i'm kobe, because we ballin
You can catch me in the studio. droppin tracks and sipping Julio
You was hating on my mixtape. should acted like you knew me thou
I’ma common kamikaze nigga. Gonna flip the credit till my check is bigger
Didn't wanna let us in the game. im out here flexin actin like a nigga
On my knees I grip my rosary. Prayin to the lord to keep me center
Niggas wanna see me out the game. i'm just hopin that you all remember
We was in the studio late nights. tryna rhyme get my name right
Whipping up a master plan. got me bagging up a gram
Young nigga gotta get it how he live. I’m laid back but I ain't taking no shit
You niggas trash yaw ain't making no hits
She real live why you make her your chick? took her to the motel six for dick

[Bridge]

You ain't never seen nothing quit like this we moving
Word around town ask about them niggas still losing
Know she wanna roll cuz she see a young nigga on game
It’s the same song every time we come

[Hook]

Round and round everytime we go
Only fuckin with you. I dont love them hoes
Bad bitch I keep her on the low
She know i’m poppin. check me at the door


[Verse 2]

She roll on the d low. She hot as a Kilo
I’m tryna stay chill. lil mama caught my eye
I love how she gone keep this shit real. We be fantasizing about how we gonna get off in the hills
All my niggas bout the money mission, going in for the kill
I roll on the d low my niggas roll celo
We tryna make mills. everything thing they wanna take from us I gotta get it its real
My momma call my phone telling me how they gone pay all the bills. so ima hustle
Ima bouta hustle cuz this shit is real
My nigga gizz locked up screamin free my nigga. who know what he going through
I really feel for ya bra. Wanna throw us down wanna fuck up your whole mode
But we ain't ever givin up all my life a nigga had to learn to push through
So we gone have to give it up. this for nigga locked up
Try to throw us in the mud. make us put our hands up
I'm just tryna spread love, help us get our bands up
Got on my knees and i pray. help us fight another case
They all want to be real.. but can't look you in the face

[Hook]

Round and round everytime we go
Only fuckin with you. I dont love them hoes
Bad bitch I keep her on the low
She know i’m poppin. check me at the door