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letra de round & round - twinz

round & round)
twinz got the sound that go round & round
(round & round)
twinz got the sound that go round & round
(round & round)
twinz got the sound that go round & round

round & round
round & round
round & round

[tripp locc]
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 sh-t the underground
mtv, the box, bet it’s still hits
24-7 eastsidein’ it, g ridin
we slidin, bomb to the fullest, f-ck hidin’ it.
you know what’s up wit’ me the dollar bill and my steal,
i play for keeps, that’s on the real

[wayniac]
now get the gl-ss and the yak and take a step back
and try to figure out this n-gg- 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.

chorus

[tripp locc]
we just doin’ our thang, straight up, it’s fixin’ to hit the fan
serious like that cuz some ain’t goin understand
antic-p-tion 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

[wayniac]
you could tell i was a hustla from the start
which meant the locc and me could never ever see a mark
cuz sippin–ss n-gg-s wear them pumps to get fed
b-tches 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

chorus

[tripp locc]
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 n-gg- 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 n-gg-s that ain’t from the lbc.

chorus (2.5x

- twinz

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