Round & Round

Round & Round, Round & Round Round & Round, Round & Round Round & Round, Round & Round Wayniac (What's up?), I think we oughta check it For a second straight record for them fools disrespectin (Disrespect what?) the flow. And being the Tripp Locc, I just can't take it no more (So?), let me televise my shit the underground MTV, the Box, BET it's still hits 24-7 eastsidein' it, G ridin We slidin, bomb to the fullest, fuck hidin' it. You know what's up wit' me the dollar bill and my steal, I play for keeps, that's on the real Now get the glass and the yak and take a step back And try to figure out this nigga Wayniac, the maniac When it comes to a track It's like this, or should I say it's like that (like that) I got that knack to make the beats smack From my nine-millimeter microphone Mack 10-9-8-wait-B-e-a-c-h, city is the place to be With my brother Tripp Locc and the G funk family. We just doin' our thang, straight up, it's fixin' to hit the fan Serious like that cuz some ain't goin understand Anticipation got'em all on the sack All my time that I gotta spin up that track Money got me motivated, word up to my moms Nine-four set it up so now it's time for the bomb To get dropped, non-stop on my way to the T-O-P Servin' conversation, as if it were some cavi You could tell I was a hustla from the start Which meant the Locc and me could never ever see a mark Cuz sippin-ass niggas wear them pumps to get fed Bitches steady gankin' while they puffin' up your head Since I'm the Loc they come and show we just chillin Peepin out my whole click I'm wit make a killin You know me I'm the one that will always make'em pay But for now I'ma slide and listen to the women as they say Catch a grip young Tripp, that's what they told me I gotta thank god for all my true homies You molded me, into a true G That's how I put it down (That's right) with Tripnology And dissocology from G to G Helps a nigga like me see clearly I'm tellin' you the truth with proof It's like a pimp tryin to pimp some hoes with no coupe (You know how that go) Stoop down (Down) And listen to the look alike, dynamite, trump tight twins From the P-A-C, Poly Apartments for them niggas that ain't from the LBC.