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came round - jayo felony lyrics

[chorus]
ever since we came round in 84 alotta sh-t done came down
alotta sh-t done changed now, lotta n-ggas game round
lotta n-ggas hang now, lotta n-ggas bang now
you startin to get the fame now?

[verse one]
i just want the change now but how this sposed to change now?
been f-ckin em up on the block but a deck ain’t even some change now
so it ain’t so strange now, they poppin at my range now
i just want some grains out n-gga check my strangs out
metalbrook, moonlight, marcus where we hang out
banged out by the day pound but by the night make bullets rang out
i’m markin n-ggas banged out
rey loc, jayo, my crip and blood homies got love from every f-ckin gang now

[verse two]
my n-ggas go the same route, we been peeped this game out
hoodstas rich roll! i’m 4-7 banged out
they loccin sh-t we ain’t about the locust crip we came out
crip talkin and walkin and my blue strings hang out
b-tches scream my name out, the hood turned this game out
n-ggas peep my strangs out so i pull my thangs out
(n-gga let me do my thang now) tell these fools the name now
notorious dulow m-th- f-ckin gang, clown

[chorus 2x]

[verse three]
ever since these f-g n-ggas came around the game been f-cked and watered down
l-o-c-o when i’m platinum now, ya’ll m-th- f-ckas gettin slaughtered now
you’re platinum do i feel ya now, h-ll naw cuzz, n-gga bout to k!ll ya now
y’all n-ggas ain’t never gon be sh-t, but the house on the west coast is
still the sound
f-ck that n-gga get back feel my rounds
hit b-tch, hit l!cks here kiss the ground
when ya see a n-gga k!lla bout to hit the ground
ya m-th- f-ckas know how my spittin sounds
get rich, get flipped n-gga this is crip, anybody test that get pistolwhipped
that’s me and i’m still gonna down em
and set ya like f-ck the world m-th- f-cka this is crip
get chips, get rich wit this n-gga we come around n-gga hit with this
n-gga so jealous he done went and slit his wrist
cuz y’all n-ggas ain’t doin sh-t wit this
see bullet loc and get even b-tch, it might even be deceivin b-tch
and bullsh-t we ain’t beleivin b-tch
when sh-t get thick y’all leave it quick
get out the game you got the same sound
still gettin beats from the same clown
don’t look now n-ggas puttin it down
you’ve been shakin in ya boots since we came around
n-gga let me do my thang now (tell these fools the name now)
notorious dulow m-th- f-ckin gang, clown

[chorus 2x]

[verse four]
now think about it logically and see how it’s soundin odd to me
this n-ggas a f-ckin poodle and i’m hearin he’s talkin bout plot to me
n-ggas talkin bout boxin me, better be talkin bout poppin me
choppin me, glockin me, finally f-ckin stoppin me
now that’s some sh-t i got to see, dulow gang was prophecy
meant to be so it’s got to be, n-ggas hard well not to me
heard how i rock a beat cl!ck cl!ck and pop my heat
droppin g’s, poppin keys 2001 still poppin peas

[verse five]
n-gga ain’t no stoppin me so listen to my prophecy
did time to pop em see in the penitentary
bang when they mention me, spit so vividly
none n-ggas feelin me, none n-ggas k!llin me
we goin on a k!llin spree n-gga check your history
hoodstas ain’t no mystery, never ball your fist at me
bring supreme to twist wit me, n-ggas slit they wrist for me
this b-tch blew a kiss at me now his -ss is history

[chorus 2x]

- jayo felony lyrics

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