CyHi Da Prynce

CyHi Da Prynce - Bunch Of Rounds lyrics

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This afternoon my partner said he needa pack the bull

Grab my little thumper just in case I had to clap a goon

So ask me if I'm armed yes I keep it in the arm rest

I'm tryna live and see my son and he ain't even born yet

Warm tech sittin on my L A P in the L A C

Riding round with a whole pound of that LA weed

And I'm standing sharp please don't let that candy spark

Shotgun tell your man to park can let ya'll niggaz jump L-way B

On me seven days they can sell they weed

Fuck with the prince and it's hell they see

If god ever sent me the same as where givin hell AC

Got a dude in the red don't held they chief

And them little bitches gonna sell they cheek

And a nigga try to J A C K gon get C L A P D

Guns like LAPD when them shells spray he sleep

My niggas gon lay em flat like a HD TV

Fuck if he go tell DC that's if he L I V E

And a nigga T A K E something from me

You can betcha last pound we gon be

Riding round town with a buncha rounds (with a buncha rounds)

Looking for them niggaz who robbed me (hey, hey, hey) (them niggaz who robbed me)

I swear to god if I catch em with them clowns I'm a lay em down (I'm a lay em down)

And ain't nobody out there can stop me (hey, hey, hey) (out there can stop me)

Now I'm creeping with the heater on me

Got extra clip and some reefer on me

Tryna stay focused on my jock (hey, hey)

And I ain't trying speak the homey

I just reached for them two inside and two visas on me?

I'm a show these pussy niggaz how I rock

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3 deep in the mercury I try to chill but it urkin me

The nigga just took my work for me

Ya'll woulda been but all murkin me

My niggaz ready most certainly

That D rester they work for me

I pay them to do my dirt for me

All they wanted 500 that's a purpose g

That shows how much they worth to me

I can't believe they had the nerve

To rob me for a bag of purp

And 5 rags I had to splurge

So if I see 'em then catch n shoot em

Bustin the window that's for lootin

Then my bitch call my pola

Ask me what I'm doing I said I'm

Riding round town with a buncha rounds (with a buncha rounds)

Looking for them niggaz who robbed me (hey, hey, hey) (them niggaz who robbed me)

I swear to god if I catch em with them clowns I'm a lay em down (I'm a lay em down)

And ain't nobody out there can stop me (hey, hey, hey) (out there can stop me)

Now I'm creeping with the heater on me

Got extra clip and some reefer on me

Tryna stay focused on my jock (hey, hey)

And I ain't trying speak the homey

I just reached for them two inside and two visas on me?

I'm a show these pussy niggaz how I rock

Riding round town with a buncha rounds (with a buncha rounds)

Looking for them niggaz who robbed me (hey, hey, hey) (them niggaz who robbed me)

I swear to god if I catch em with them clowns I'm a lay em down (I'm a lay em down)

And ain't nobody out there can stop me (hey, hey, hey) (out there can stop me)

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