Jayo Felony

Jayo Felony - Game round songtekst

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(feat. The Dulow Gang)



[Chorus]

Ever since we came round in 84 alotta shit done came down

Alotta shit done changed now, lotta niggas game round

Lotta niggas hang now, lotta niggas bang now

You startin to get the fame now?



[Verse One]

I just want the change now but how this sposed to change now?

Been fuckin em up on the block but a deck ain't even some change now

So it ain't so strange now, they poppin at my Range now

I just want some grains out nigga check my strangs out

Metalbrook, Moonlight, Marcus where we hang out

Banged out by the day pound but by the night make bullets rang out

I'm markin niggas banged out

Rey Loc, Jayo, my Crip and Blood homies got love from every fuckin gang now



[Verse Two]

My niggas go the same route, we been peeped this game out

Hoodstas Rich Roll! I'm 4-7 Banged out

They loccin shit we ain't about the Locust Crip we came out

Crip talkin and walkin and my blue strings hang out

Bitches scream my name out, the hood turned this game out

Niggas peep my strangs out so I pull my thangs out

(Nigga let me do my thang now) tell these fools the name now

Notorious Dulow mutha fuckin Gang, clown



[Chorus 2x]



[Verse Three]

Ever since these fag niggas came around the game been fucked and watered down

L-O-C-O when I'm platinum now, ya'll mutha fuckas gettin slaughtered now

You're platinum do I feel ya now, hell naw cuzz, nigga bout to kill ya now

Y'all niggas ain't never gon be shit, but the house on the West Coast is 

still the sound

Fuck that nigga get back feel my rounds

Hit bitch, hit licks here kiss the ground

When ya see a nigga killa bout to hit the ground

Ya mutha fuckas know how my spittin sounds

Get rich, get flipped nigga this is Crip, anybody test that get pistolwhipped

That's me and I'm still gonna down em

And set ya like fuck the world mutha fucka this is Crip

Get chips, get rich wit this nigga we come around nigga hit with this

Nigga so jealous he done went and slit his wrist

cuz y'all niggas ain't doin shit wit this

See Bullet Loc and get even bitch, it might even be deceivin bitch

And bullshit we ain't beleivin bitch

when shit get thick y'all leave it quick

Get out the game you got the same sound

still gettin beats from the same clown

Don't look now niggas puttin it down

You've been shakin in ya boots since we came around

Nigga let me do my thang now (Tell these fools the name now)

Notorious DuLow mutha fuckin Gang, clown



[Chorus 2x]



[Verse Four]

Now think about it logically and see how it's soundin odd to me

This niggas a fuckin poodle and I'm hearin he's talkin bout plot to me

Niggas talkin bout boxin me, better be talkin bout poppin me

Choppin me, glockin me, finally fuckin stoppin me

Now that's some shit I got to see, Dulow Gang was prophecy

Meant to be so it's got to be, niggas hard well not to me

Heard how I rock a beat click click and pop my heat

Droppin G's, poppin keys 2001 still poppin peas



[Verse Five]

Nigga ain't no stoppin me so listen to my prophecy

Did time to pop em see in the penitentary

Bang when they mention me, spit so vividly

None niggas feelin me, none niggas killin me

We goin on a killin spree nigga check your history

Hoodstas ain't no mystery, never ball your fist at me

Bring supreme to twist wit me, niggas slit they wrist for me

This bitch blew a kiss at me now his ass is history



[Chorus 2x
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