Round Em Up

Chief Keef, Fredo Santana

Bang, bang, bang, bang bang 2, bitch Sosa, bitch o'Block Bang, bang I be high as fuck, racked up, mounted up You lie and stuff I go down to the mall and I buy it all My homeboys, I buy it all, X6 is mounted up Racks up in my pocket and you Know these bitches rounded up Fuck niggas frowned up But we don’t care, we round 'em up Knock them down like dominoes Bullets shoot, they fly and stuff Please don't challenge us We shoot up your Challenger We the squad, hammered up We too busy turning it up Assassins blasting I make this money fly and shit It's looking like magic Chief Sosa not average I call up Tray Savage You get robbed for your karats Going at me, that’s embarrassing My boys send you to Neverland And they keep them TECs in hand While Chief Sosa keep checks in hand This money I’m inheriting You slow like promethazine I love getting off promethazine Earth OG and Swishers It keep me in the heaven land I love getting off promethazine Earth OG and Swishers It keep me in the heaven land I be high as fuck, racked up, mounted up You lie and stuff I go down to the mall and I buy it all My homeboys, I buy it all, X6 is mounted up Racks up in my pocket and you Know these bitches rounded up Fuck niggas frowned up But we don’t care, we round 'em up Knock them down like dominoes Bullets shoot, they fly and stuff Please don't challenge us We shoot up your Challenger We the squad, hammered up We too busy turning it up Fredo in the cut, hell, that’s a scary sight Play with us, you lose your life We take your life, not thinking twice Fuck with us, you die tonight All we do is carry pipes You ain’t with the shit, well, god damn You live a scary life High as fuck, dump it up Ridin' 'round in Beamer trucks Problem with us? We up them poles Then fucking 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 fuck with fuck niggas Hell nah, that ain’t us gBE my squad I trust Big guns, rocket stuff We shooting shit, dropping stuff Bad bitches topping us 3Hunna gang, no stopping us Bad bitches topping us 3Hunna gang, no stopping us I be high as fuck, racked up, mounted up You lie and stuff I go down to the mall and I buy it all My homeboys, I buy it all, X6 is mounted up Racks up in my pocket and you Know these bitches rounded up Fuck niggas frowned up But we don’t care, we round 'em up Knock them down like dominoes Bullets shoot, they fly and stuff Please don't challenge us We shoot up your Challenger We the squad, hammered up We too busy turning it up

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