BLUE JONES - ROUNDS lyrics

Walter White: "This is your fault.. This is what comes of your disrespect! I told you skyler, I warned you for a solid year.. you cross me There will be consequences, what part of that didn't you understand? Maybe now you'll listen, Maybe now you'll use your damn head! You know you never believed in me. You were never grateful for anything I did for this family You b**h." Break you off with that abuget flocka flame sh**, a couple seconds in my sh** be ripping til ya dome tip. Tippin on four fours at 24 my b**h stay gettin lit, able and she drip like a dyke deprived of juicy lips. I ain't a Mothaf**ing monster I'm more cheesy man Mula mozzarella im a motherf**ing baker grams rolled up beef a stack of bread Thirstys claiming juice and damn slap the b**h excuse my French oh this the inner city mam, and I do it with the Motherf**ing best of them Mohterf**ing breath of fresh air f** the rest of them Motherf**ing belly of the beast add a check to em make sure to take your meds tell the Feds to check on em Easy how I do it n***a when I "A + Hazy from the knack to the neck on the way up, from the G to be up wavy when I be up all I n***a need is a (hit) and a re up All a n***a need is a hit and a re up All a ngga need is a bit and a re up All a ngga need is a sip and a re up Bombs over Baghdad Mad with the Madman On the go like the low of the underhand on the flow like the blow of the motherland Down your throat til you choke do you understand? Ima f** you like a b**h screaming contraband Ima hit you with the chalk and a reprimand We gon go grind like we only coppin secondhand We gon drop like momentum Til we avalanche Ima Drop like a G with a black pro club In the cut for a f** with a b**h and a buzz take a hit grab a blunt throw it up roll it up Pour it up we gon get b-buck Back of the seat til I put her in the trunk Take her to a motel til I make her cum Breakfest, lunch til I grab another dutch f**ed up, whats good? Feenin for the gut Im a Knocka in these motherf**ing parks And im rocking like a scholar popping collars I got chops Im a motherf**ing problem, Call the motherf**ing cops Im the answer to ya high, I got hops on top of hops n***a Easy how I do it n***a when I " A + Hazy from the knack to the neck on the way up, from the G to be up wavy when I be up all I n***a need is a (hit) and a re up All a n***a need is a hit and a re up All a ngga need is a bit and a re up All a ngga need is a sip and a re up