fredo santana - round them up lyrics
(hook)
i be high as f-ck, racked up, mounted up
you lie and stuff
i go down to the mall and i buy it all
my home boys, i buy it all
exes, mounted up
racks up in my pocket and you know these b-tches rounded up
f-ck n-ggas frowned up
but we don’t care, we round them up
knock them down like dominoes
bullets shoot like flying stars
please don’t challenge us
we shoot all your challengers
we the squad, hammered up, we too busy turn it up
(bridge)
-ss-ssins blasting
i make this money fly and sh-t
it’s looking like magic
chief sosa not average
i call up tray savage, you get robbed for your carrots
go on me, that’s embarr-ssing
my boys send you to never land
and they keep them techs in hand (oblock)
while chief sosa keep checks in hand
this money i’m inheriting you slow like promethazine
i love getting off on promethazine
erto g and swishers they keep me in the heaven land
i love getting off on promethazine
erto g and swishers they keep me in the heaven land
(hook)
i be high as f-ck, racked up, mounted up
you lie and stuff
i go down to the mall and i buy it all
my home boys, i buy it all
exes, mounted up
racks up in my pocket and you know these b-tches rounded up
f-ck n-ggas frowned up
but we don’t care, we round them up
knock them down like dominoes
bullets shoot like flying stars
please don’t challenge us
we shoot all your challengers
we the squad, hammered up, we too busy turn it up
(fredo verse )
fredo in the cut, h-ll that’s a scary sight
play with us you lose your life
we take your life not thinking twice
f-ck with us, you die tonight, all we do is carry pipes
you ain’t with the sh-t well god d-mn you live a scary life
high as f-ck, dump it up, ride around in beamer trucks
problem with us? we up them poles, then f-cking shoot your momma up
ball hard, my dollars’ up
rep my set i throw it up
who is you? can’t roll with us
we don’t f-ck with f-ck n-ggas
h-ll nah, that ain’t us
gbe my squad i trust
big guns we rock your stuff, we shoot sh-t, dropping stuff
bad b-tches topping us, 300 gang no stopping us
bad b-tches topping us, 300 gang no stopping us
(hook)
i be high as f-ck, racked up, mounted up
you lie and stuff
i go down to the mall and i buy it all
my home boys, i buy it all
exes, mounted up
racks up in my pocket and you know these b-tches rounded up
f-ck n-ggas frowned up
but we don’t care, we round them up
knock them down like dominoes
bullets shoot like flying stars
please don’t challenge us
we shoot all your challengers
we the squad, hammered up, we too busy turn it up
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