Jayo Felony Lyrics - Came Around lyrics

Came Around lyrics (Lyrics)

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[CHORUS]
Ever since we came round and able
A lot of shit done came down
A lot of shit done changed now
A lot of niggas came round
A lot of niggas hang now
A lot of niggas bang now, start to get the fame now

[VERSE 1: Scar]
I just want the change now, but how they posed to change now
Been sockin em up on my block and shit for bout a decade and some change now
So it aint so strange now, they poppin at my Range now
I done blew some brains out, nigga check my strangs out
Meadowbrooke, Moonlight, Market where we hang out
Banged out for the daytime, but the night made bullets rang out
My Market niggas banged out, Bay Loc...Jayo
My Crip and Blood homies got love from every fuckin gang now

[Bay Loc]
My niggas go the same route, weve been peeped this game out
Hoodstas rich roll, Im 47 banged out
The joke and shit we aint about, the loc is Crip and came out
Crip talkin and walkin til my blue strings came out
Bitche s scream my name out, the hood turned this game out
Niggas peep my strangs out so I pulls my thang out
Nigga let me do my thang now, tell these fools the name now
Notorious Dulow motherfuckin Gang clown

[CHORUS x2]

[VERSE 2: Jayo Felony]
Ever since these fag niggas came around
The game been fucked and watered down
L-O-C-O comin at you clown, yall motherfuckers gon get slaughtered now
Youre platinum do I feel you now, hell no cuz nigga bout to kill you now
Yall niggas aint never gonna be shit
But a house on the west coast is still the sound
Fuck that, nigga get back, feel my rounds, hit bitch, hit licks, hit, kick
the ground
When this anybody killer nigga hit the ground
You motherfuckers know how my Smith-n sound
Get chips, get flipped, nigga this is Crip
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Anybody test that gets pistol whipped
Thats me and Im still going out on a stretcher like
-FUCK THE WORLD MOTHERFUCKER THIS IS CRIP
Get chips, get rich with this, think we could rap and make a hit with this
Nigga so jealous he the one who slit his wrists
Cuz yall faggots aint doing shit with this
C Bullet Loc will get even bitch and it might even be this evening bitch
And bullshit we dont believe it bitch, when shit get thick yall need to quit
Get out the game you got the same sound, still gettin beats from the same clown
Dont look now niggas puttin it down
You was shakin in your boots since we came around
Nigga let me do my thang now, tell these fools the name now
Notorious Dulow motherfuckin Gang clown

[CHORUS x3]

[VERSE 3: SCAR]
Now think about it logically and see how its sounding odd to me
This niggas a fuckin fool and Im hearin hes talking about boxing me
Nigga talking about boxing me, better be talking about poppin me
Choppin me, Glockin me, finally fuckin stoppin me
Thats some shit I got to see, Dulow Gang was prophecy
Meant t o be so it got to be, niggas hard, well not to me
Hurtin how I rock a beat, click click and pop my heat
Droppin Gs, coppin kis, 2001 still poppin ps

[Bay Loc]
Nigga aint no stoppin me so listen to my prophecy
Did time with Poppa C in the penitentiary
Bang when they mention me, spit so vividly
Numb niggas feelin me, none niggas killin me
We going on a killing spree, nigga check your history
Hoodstas aint no mystery, never ball your fists at me
Bring some green and twist with me, niggas slit their wrists for me
His bitch blew a kiss at me, now his ass is history

[CHORUS]