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jayo felony - came around lyrics
f/ dulow gang
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[chorus]
ever since we came ’round and able
a lot of sh-t done came down
a lot of sh-t done changed now
a lot of n-gg-s came ’round
a lot of n-gg-s hang now
a lot of n-gg-s bang now, start to get the fame now
[verse 1 – scar]
i just want the change now, but how they ‘posed to change now
been sockin’ ’em up on my block and sh-t for ’bout a decade and some change now
so it ain’t so strange now, they poppin’ at my range now
i done blew some brains out, n-gg- check my strangs out
meadowbrooke, moonlight, market where we hang out
banged out for the daytime, but the night made bullets rang out
my market n-gg-s banged out, bay loc… jayo
my crip and blood homies got love from every f-ckin’ gang now
(bay loc)
my n-gg-s go the same route, we’ve been peeped this game out
hoodsta’s rich roll, i’m 47 banged out
the joke and sh-t we ain’t about, the loc is crip and came out
crip talkin’ and walkin’ til my blue strings came out
b-tches scream my name out, the hood turned this game out
n-gg-s peep my strangs out so i pulls my thang out
n-gg- let me do my thang now, tell these fools the name now
notorious dulow motherf-ckin’ gang clown
[chorus x2]
[verse 2 – jayo felony]
ever since these f-g n-gg-s came around
the game been f-cked and watered down
l-o-c-o comin’ at you clown, y’all motherf-ckers gon’ get slaughtered now
you’re platinum do i feel you now, h-ll no cuz n-gg- ’bout to kill you now
y’all n-gg-s ain’t never gonna be sh-t
but a house on the west coast is still the sound
f-ck that, n-gg- get back, feel my rounds, hit b-tch, hit licks, hit, kick
the ground
when this anybody killer n-gg- hit the ground
you motherf-ckers know how my smith-n sound
get chips, get flipped, n-gg- this is crip
anybody test that gets pistol whipped
that’s me and i’m still going out on a stretcher like
-“f-ck the world motherf-cker this is crip”
get chips, get rich with this, think we could rap and make a hit with this
n-gg- so jealous he the one who slit his wrists
cuz y’all f-ggots ain’t doing sh-t with this
c bullet loc will get even b-tch and it might even be this evening b-tch
and bullsh-t we don’t believe it b-tch, when sh-t get thick y’all need to quit
get out the game you got the same sound, still gettin’ beats from the same clown
don’t look now n-gg-s puttin’ it down
you was shakin’ in your boots since we came around
n-gg- let me do my thang now, tell these fools the name now
notorious dulow motherf-ckin’ gang clown
[chorus x3]
[verse 3 – scar]
now think about it logically and see how it’s sounding odd to me
this n-gg-‘s a f-ckin’ fool and i’m hearin’ he’s talking about boxing me
n-gg- talking about boxing me, better be talking about poppin’ me
choppin’ me, glockin’ me, finally f-ckin’ stoppin’ me
that’s some sh-t i got to see, dulow gang was prophecy
meant to be so it got to be, n-gg-s hard, well not to me
hurtin’ how i rock a beat, click click and pop my heat
droppin’ g’s, coppin’ ki’s, 2001 still poppin’ p’s
(bay loc)
n-gg- ain’t no stoppin’ me so listen to my prophecy
did time with poppa c in the penitentiary
bang when they mention me, spit so vividly
numb n-gg-s feelin’ me, none n-gg-s killin’ me
we going on a killing spree, n-gg- check your history
hoodsta’s ain’t no mystery, never ball your fists at me
bring some green and twist with me, n-gg-s slit their wrists for me
his b-tch blew a kiss at me, now his -ss is history
[chorus]
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