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Adam Calhoun

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Round Here

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[Chorus]So long, boy you so goneYou gonna learn not to fuck with me(Don't bring it around here)We don't play no games and if you wanna go to warThere ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)[Verse]What the fuck wrong with that boy, get him, I ain't got time to be toyin' with 'emWhen a shotgun hit 'em, then he gonna goHe gonna know not to fuck with me no more, Can't breathe no moreThrow that bitch in the back of the truckAnd we gonna go dump you somewhere, So deep that even we don't knowWe ridin', you ridin' with us or you gon' get ran overWhen I say we ridin' I ain't talkin' Range RoverLifted up trucks give a fuck about a boulderShotgun in the rack hangin' right above my shoulderPoster with your face on itFace it, these bullets hit you in the face, Fuck your shit up more than bracesAmmo come in by the cases, Have you leanin' like the MatrixWhy you're family settin' up the wake and all they sayin' is (Sayin' is)[Chorus]So long, boy you so goneYou gonna learn not to fuck with me (Don't bring it around here)We don't play no games and if you wanna go to warThere ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)So long, boy you so goneYou gonna learn not to fuck with me (Don't bring it around here)We don't play no gamesAnd if you wanna go to war, There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)[Verse 2]Are you still talkin' shit, huhYou won't go away, just like a hiccup, Bitch I hit you I promise you won't get upGet out my hair, don't bring that shit around here, boy, leave it beOr you're gonna see the bottom of a fuckin' creek, RIPYea, Bubba, bad motherfucker tires smokin' burnin' rubberDirt and mud we got you covered, Bitch I put you six feet underPistol underneath my seat,I go to war, you go to sleepEAnd I know that you heard of meHell yea, hell yeaTh-th-that boy A-Cal with a 50 cal, I'm in your town and run that shit, yee yeeDon't play around, I'll lay you down, Should've known boy not to fuck with meShould've know better not to throw with 'em, Have you runnin' back like Jerome BettisEI'll light you up with that hot leadThen dump you off in the cold riverI don't give a fuck, no fear, Crack your head then a cold beerYou ain't known here, don't go there, Get dumped on a dirt road hereGot a 12 gauge, I'm well paid, Bought lots of bullets, put you front pageEThem headlines, you deadI'm doing just fine, while the papers sayin'[Chorus 2x]So long, boy you so goneYou gonna learn not to fuck with me (Don't bring it around here)We don't play no games andIf you wanna go to war, There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)[Outro]Don't bring it around hereDon't bring it around here

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