Fredo Santana

Fredo Santana - Round Em Up lyrics

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Assassins blasting

I make this money fly

And shit, it’s looking like magic

Assassins blasting

I make this money fly

And shit, it’s looking like magic

I’ll be high as fuck, ride up,mounted up

You launched up, I go down to the Mall and I buy it all

Home Boyz I Buy It All

Axes, murderers ,Racks up in my pocket and you know these bitches want it all

Fuck niggas frowning up, we don’t care, we round them up

Knock them down like domino, bullets shooting their front store

Pray those challengers, we shoot all you challengers

Brick Squad, have it up, we too busy turn it up

Assassins blasting

I make this money fly

And shit, it’s looking like magic

Assassins blasting

I make this money fly

And shit, it’s looking like magic

Chief Sosa not average, I call up Trick Savage

You'll get robbed for your carots

Go on me, that’s embarrassing

My boys send you to Neverland

And they keeping tags in here

Watching Sosa keep checks in here

This money I’m inheriting you slow like promethazine

I love getting off promethazine…Earth OG in Swishers that keep me in the heaven land

Love gettin off promethazine, … Earth OG in Swishers that keep me in the haven land

I be high as fuck ,Ride up ,Mounted Up

You launched up, I go down to the Mall and I buy it all

Home Boyz I Buy It All

Axes, murderers ,Racks up in my pocket and you know these bitches want it all

Fuck niggas frowning up, we don’t care, we round them up

Knock them down like domino, bullets shooting their front store

Pray those challengers, we shoot all you challengers

We squat, have it up, we too busy turn it up

Fredo In the cut, hell that’s a scary sight

Play with us you lose your life

We take your life not thinking twice

Fredo In the cut ,hell that’s a scary sight

Play with us you lose your life

We take your life not thinking twice

Fredo On the cut, hell that’s a scary sight

Play with us you lose your life

We take your life not thinking twice

Fuck with us, you die tonight, all we do is carry pipes

You ain’t with the shit, we gag, damn you live a scary life

High as fuck ,Thump it up, ride around in Beamer trucks

Problem with us? We Up Your Poles , fuck we shoot your mamma up

Ball hard, my dollars’ up, Rep my set I throw it up

Who is you? Can’t roll with us, we don’t fuck with fuck niggas

Hell no, that ain’t us, GBE imy squad we trust

Big guns ,Rocket stuff, we shoot shit, dropping stuff

Bad bitches topping us, 300 ain’t no stopping us

Bad bitches topping us, 300 ain’t no stopping us

I be high as fuck,Ride Up,Mounted Up

You launched up, I go down to the Mall and I buy it all

Home Boyz I Buy It All

Axes, murderers ,Racks up in my pocket and you know these bitches want it all

Fuck niggas frowning up, we don’t care, we round them up

Knock them down like domino, bullets shooting their front store

Pray those challengers, we shoot all you challengers

Brick Squad have it up, we too busy turn it up

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