Round Here

Wait a minute nigga it's L Y-N-C-H make your cranium swell Southside, Sacremento to the depths of hell We some gangbangers taking many steps to jail We some dang-angers, Garden Blocc danglers Dope danglin', a pain in 'em, put a thang in 'em Aimin' 'em, ain't no playin' wit 'em I put Sac on the map, me, X, and C-Bo Throwin' up the arms if you trippin' you can bleed slow Right out the six-fo', I'm schizo And I got so many pistols, see I'm no Billy Crystal I'm more along the lines of Joe Pesci Mesh wit' me, or get murked with the Ol' Tephi Check wit' me, we can do it like the O.S No vest, put a hole in your chest Somethin' like the 'dro they grow in the west I'm a necro-philiac, 'bout to really act, sickly Soon as you fade to black, I'm runnin' all up in they kidneys I don't need features, I'm the main feature Game teacher, I complete my album, then you complete yours Never been a follower, always been a leader Receiver, body bleeder, and that's just the procedure Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear I'm in a hot spot, it's hard to tame my shine I'ma go and block niggas, straight to Southside 'Bout to box niggas, stage in my prime You can get it how you want it if you cross my line I'ma lick 'em like dice and high price the prime Smack a ho in the ass when I'm hittin' it from behind Give me one chance, I'm tellin' you one time Devious the one and only one of a kind This is the shit that'll blow your mind Fuck with me and I close your blinds Bam-bam, nigga, hittin' 'em on sight Real nigga life and real nigga rhymes Street talk, get the street chalk Feelin' the flavor, my niggas ready to beat y'all, defeat y'all We ball if I see y'all Tellin' you right now, killa, it's gonna be a total recall Let you know you ain't ready to fuck 'Cause I be ready to dump and I ain't never been a punk I send you straight to the bottom, my nigga I cut the whole thing off and hit you off with a tree stump I make you feelin' like the heat pumps I got the feelin' when the gauge pump I took you straight into the trash, drunk And make you hit the ceiling when the street jump Niggas they be thinkin' they comin' but I be gunnin' I be hittin' them motherfuckers and runnin' I'ma put it all down, they really ain't seein' nothin' Hit you in the head, the chest, into the stomach Better take that flick and put it up in the frame Sayin' my name, then feel it up in the veins Try to catch that ride, try to catch that train Like the weight lift game, no pain, no gain Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear I was brought up in the land where they rep they colors And these O.G.'s defend they baby brothers Where the fuckin' dress code is 5-0-1's And the 5-0 can hit with them A-K guns I was young in the hood with my all blue flag And my homie 6-9 with that ass on drag Young Eiht ridin' shotgun, sawed-off shotgun In the enemy neighborhood, yeah I shot one I put Compton on the map with Eazy-E and Tila Way back when the sweatsuits used to be Fila, geah From down south but not with gold teeth South Cali dippin' the Regal with gold leaf I seen 1-8-7's on the motherfuckin' block You can tell from the exit, 4-5 o'clock When the front door get knocked, somebody turn snitch One-time's tryin' to press me like I'm a bitch, geah Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear Ghetto child with a problem, Cali bud to guard 'em Fiends say the name L-Easy, I call it margarine Niggas soft as wet Charmin tissue Sharpened objects stabbin' your neck over my issue Benjamins on green paper, big faces to Franklins Deeds is devious, Brotha Lynch'll hang ya if ya hatin' These idiots was coughin' niggas organs out they brain and I'm not ashamed, I think of havin' partnerships with Satan I just chirped E, he told me that the spot crankin' I said it should be, them other spots slept rocks stripped naked Two double-O niggas, great thang, blue neckin' Calipari behind me in a smoke gray Lexus 'Round here, my niggas is always the most feared And it bein' in the street that our coke is the most pure Sixteens of nitroglycerin, deep fryin' your ears Where I'm at, crack, heron, hash, ecstasy, the West, geah Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear See I understand a few things like milk and honey The fact we all gotta die and broke niggas is funny Watch your back, stay strapped, fuckin' dealin' with money Come to clap, never to rap, homie just take that from me See I'm a certified veteran, I don't need no vouch Big Slep, I'm a threat, nigga just check this out Far as the streets of Sac, Oak Park run that And I done already said that shit and I can't take that back See I done did many months and years, all sales and tears Level fo' blood, let's get this clear This year, there's 'bout to be some fuckin' changes for real Respect somethin' all my niggas, comin' buckin' for real See it's all about cash you carry Try to play me out of one dime, you pussy-ass nigga buried Catch a flight to Indiana and lay low off of Carey Call my workers, get my chips and tell 'em to shoot 'em and share it Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear Niggas lookin' funny, it's on 'round here When shots pop, it's on 'round here E. A. Lynch, I swear When the shots done pop, you best stay clear