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Round 1

by 360 Pooh

on Round 1 (2019)

[Intro]
They know who I'm riding for nigga
Put the claps on you niggas
Don't get scared
Don't get scared now nigga
Let's go
[Verse 1]
Niggas say they gon' murder meee, stop it
Nigga, I doubt it, try it
You gon' cause a fucking riot, you gon' cause a fucking crisis
All these niggas with me violent (Ooooh!)
All yo niggas gon be dying, the murder rate is gon' be higher
Nigga, this is how we like it
When it's beef, we get excited
[Interlude]
"But you can call me the Can-Man cause anybody can get it
Africans, Americans, Dominicans, Mexicans!
Anybody can get it"
"Thanks, Champ. Congratulations, again"
"And wait, Max. Aye"
(Put the claps on you bitch ass niggas)
[Verse 2]
Better watch how you approaching them
Don't trip, I got a scope for them
Thеy say we ain't smoke with them
Weeks latеr, we approaching them
No lie, bro dies, Ro died and we smoking him
GME, it ain't no hope for them
Kill anybody close to them
Ain't nobody gon blow for them
Better duck and dive, run and hide
You motherfuckers better start coaching them
Everything in my verses is sick
Diss us in verses, then reversing this shit
Say you ain't say it, boy, you nervous as shit
First nigga to move is the first to get hit
Hell a pussy, even worse, he a snitch
I think about it like the nerve of this bitch
He acting like he with this murdering shit
But he dropping dimes like he working for Sprint
You thought that was gangster to do
And yo niggas hanging with you
You went to court and pointed niggas out, you got some explaining to do
Triple homicide, that's a three-way
Niggas better know we play
Yeah bitch, I'm never lacking
Yeah bitch, I'm still attractive
And yeah bitch, I'm still with CK
Niggas saying Pistol that and Pistol this
Well, Pistol whacked and Pistol bitched
Then Pistol lacked, then Pistol hit
Where the fuck is Pistol at
Fuck around and get pistol-whipped
I'll leave the scene bloody red, dead
Pooh'll give them wings, Redbull
My niggas Kings, this the team
We got 30 shots, nigga, you could get a headful
Boy, you muhfuckers clowns in the C
You niggas'll drown in the C
All you gotta do is give me a time and a spot and bitch, it'll go down in the C
We holding it down over East
We throwing up crowns over East
Y'all don't come around over East
And I'm hearing at yo head, nigga, is the feds, nigga
Yeah, Officer Brown, the police
Stop with that acting, nigga
No you not 'bout that action, nigga
Hit yo hood with a pack of niggas
Punching niggas and smacking bitches
I don't play, violate
Pro pay like a traffic ticket
We can link up or he in the cells
See you in person or I'll see you in Hell
[?] When I'm feeding them shells
4-5, a 380, that's Kingdom in Hell


[Interlude]
It's protecting yourself at all times
He done something dirty
We not here to cry and complain about what he did dirty or what I did dirty
I'm victorious
If he want a rematch, he can get a rematch
(Goddam, man
I been on my warm up too all day, nigga
360Pooh, nigga, what's up
Alright let's go, I'm coming back)
[Verse 3]
I'll let that clip blast, whips crash
Aw dam, man, I think he need Geico
Kill a nigga just for thinking he psycho
30 shots, 40s, I think I need sightshow
I pull that Mac out
Pussy boy, don't make me black out
You ain't fire, put that match out
And I'm with Vito, so don't try to be a hero
Know he gon' blow like a crackhouse
We keep on telling them niggas
How the fuck y'all wanna go to war but y'all keep on telling on niggas
Won't catch a body when it's time to score
You won't go to jail for yo niggas
Ro died, you go hide
Boy, you be running and bailing on niggas
Shots at yo melon now you go to Hell with yo niggas


[Outro]
And that's how we coming, nigga
Next one on you niggas
360 shit, nigga
King love, Big ol' 8-9, nigga
Let's go