Letras:
C Block Round N Round

we go. {Chorus:Goldie/Misty} Round N Round N Round, pick yourself up off the ground. You've gotta be down if you really wanna ride with me. Round N Round N Round

you to touch the ? I'm the type to borrow your gat and wont give the shit back Im F to the I - F -T - Y - C - E - N - T Caress the ass gently, and back

Chick 'round me multiplyin like Gremlins Word to my momma, I bring drama Like Osama, I'ma problem, period comma I come through with the Bizkit, Limp'n

: Aiyyo yo yo yo All y'all niggaz C'mon! Yo gather round Lay it up I got a story to tell All y'all niggaz gather round Hear this, hear this Listen up

rappers bow down like the Westside Connec' I want the Ice like Cube So I blast with the Mac 10 But trust me I'm throwin up the dubbs just like Dubb-C

quicker than them lyrically trickin and my Tribe be on a Quest like Tip and them On every avenue puttin the full clip in em Splittin and strippin em down while spittin a round

' feel me regardless Might break a promise but never breaking the code Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama unfolds My block, hot as a sauna, n**** w*** u* a** j*** C

doesnt know him, im the reason for the whole say no slogan, dope n folkin lokin provokin got a brand new beam with the scope n leave your family with

rearranging Throwing our shit like Troy Aikman, then back to the West like Gary Payton For the 2K3 they can't see me, we A.B.N. out S.U.C Bitch niggaz