- what goes around what goes around what goes around goes around and around what goes around what goes around what goes around goes around and around and around - we are your
beast - what goes around what goes around what goes around goes around and around what goes around what goes around what goes around goes around and around and around - we are your
We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what
on the road, puttin' food on the table for my kids All my hungry hustlas made it stick to your ribs Ain't too many hustlas that can do what I did I
, like drinking an' driving Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out Always be aware of what's around you They wanna down you, and fuckin' clown you Keep your
I got arrested by the Karma police beat down And didn't bother waiting for my receipt, hopped on my feet and skipped town They say a??What Goes around
comin' You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes Just push the panic button on your
to hang yourself I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop Not even Lois Lane could get the scoop What you
, them niggaz is ghost now This is how it goes down, with black hoodie rap We stick you up, you gotta pay to get your goodies back This is where the
the form of the grip around the mic hold it Right like a love hold it tight with plight fortifies my Existence reinforces my position in this course that I'm sticking
s taking, what he wants he can flaunt The car keys with the red Dupont (Chorus) "Yo Tone, If your father was alive you wouldn't be out here running around
be mentioned? Would you make the final cut? I make even the nicest give their titles up Writing rhymes slash fighting crimes like the Blue Falcoln and Dynomutt Stick around
west coast In the middle, down south, 2 bogus Hypnotized Minds with the Conflict bumpin Your trunk and we steady dumpin [Crunchy Black?] It's a motherfuckin stick up Giddy your
, who ridin' Marvin? No duckin' and dodgin', my niggas be ridin' But we be no gangstas, straight laced parlayers You stick around and watch my money
Nina B, {?}, what it is JT Get Low motherfucker that's what it is motherfucker Yeah, who fuckin with us nigga Now (what goes around comes around) I'm
