Get From Round Me — текст песни (The Diplomats (Jha Jha, Juelz Santana, C)

Get from `round me
Get from `round me
Get from `round me
{Jha Jha`s in this muh` fucka)
get from `round me

[Jha Jha]
I`m the definition of, half lady half thug
Half crazy, half hazey puffin on them drugs
Half dizzy, half sizzy, sippin` on syzurp
Half rich, cuz you kno ya girls a hustla
I got my money up, now I can pop shit
Still hit that purple punch, fuck a style-Cris`
Fuck from round here, bitch I got a wild clique
Thought that you was poppin` off before, what now bitch
I`m one up on you hoes, I don`t fuck wit you hoes
Phony bitches I will DUMP on you hoes
I ain`t a spotlight chick, I stays on the low
Keep my money on my mind and my mind on my dough
And I roll right, Dro tight you kno that flow like no other
So gutta, You gotta fuckin love her
They gotta fuckin` love her, look how them jeans hug her
Playa hatas suck a dick all you cock suckas

[Hook]
[Juelz Santana]
You don`t puff what I puff, get from `round me
You ain`t crunk, you a punk, get from `round me
You ain`t down to dump when I dump, get from `round me
Nigga get from `round me, Nigga get from `round me
[Jha Jha]
And if you a phony ass hoe, then get from `round me
Broke ain`t trickin` no dough, then get from `round me
In my grill tryna pimp up all the Dro, Bitch get from `round me
Shawty get from `round me, shawty get from `round me

[Juelz Santana]
Teachers used to down me, teachers used to clown me
Now look I`m made, paid, screamin` get from `round me
You wanna learn how to get rich, stick around me
If not, get from `round me, you hot, get from `round me
You eat cheese, talk to cops, get from `round me
Stop, man that`s not what`s around me (nope)
Niggaz get popped up around me it`s not fun around me
It`s shotguns sround me (bank)
Tell a chick if she round me, quick and profoundly
If you don`t swollow what comes out this dick get from `round me
I`m a pimp, lobster and shrimp, hit the strip and get from `round me
B-b-b-b-b-bitch, get from `round me

[Cam`Ron]
Get from `round me, the Big Apple`s boss, get ya apple tossed
Come through apple porche, color of apple sauce
They hound us surround but don`t clown us
We on the Greyhound bus wit pounds, get from `round us

[Hook]

[Jha Jha]
Now when I roll up to the spot you`ll know
See the escalades wit the spades 24`s
I`m doin` big thangs, now I got a lot to show
I still ain`t content homey I gotta get mo`
How I know bitches talk behind my back when they ain`t round me
Gossip tellin` lies on a chick when they ain`t round me
Even try and let my man hit when they ain`t round me
Then act like everything is perfect when they get around me
I`m a top notch bitch, you about a piece of shit
Yo net worth is zilch, up yo game a couple bricks
I up my game 80%, you can tell by the wrists
Went from walkin` everywhere to shotgun in the 6
I`m bout to bomb me a bitch, go Sadaam on a bitch
Blow yoself to smitherines, goin` strong on them hits
On a high speed paper chase, no time to hesitate
Y`all bitches ain`t down, ain`t holdin no pounds, get out my fuckin` face

[Hook]



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