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As The World Turns
C-Bo Lyrics
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I hits em up with a two finger
Out the roof of a regal
And combat fool
I m knowing to pack a
Desterin egal
Niggas know the rules
And all these new laws
For filling my draws
And never pause a straight hog
Fuck some dogs we want it all
Real nigga third
That dump slugs and share hood
You know what s up 'cause
I put the dick in the mud
Know the California mind bosses
Stay surrounding with thugs
Get at me
'cause my shit be a 100% real killas
Stranded in the ghetto paying
For protecting drug dealers
The love niggas
Down and dirty that plug niggas
And slug niggas in the face
With one of they pistols
And mug niggas
It s all about the power
So I count my money every hour
Hope my choppers devower the whole hood line
They cower
Like the duck hower
We leave em plucked fucked and burning
Feening fo mo money as the world keeps turning
Nigga
[Chorus]
Round and round as the world keeps turning
My enemies burning
My enemies jurn these burning
When it stops nobody knows
I m busting slugs and fo s
I m busting slugs and fo s
Round and round as the world keeps turning
My enemies burning
My enemies jurn these burning
When it stops nobody knows
I m about to catch the do
Catch the do
[AP-9]
My henn full of smoke
I broke the flow to a nigga toe
Plus I m fresh out of dope
I need some mo
'Cause that s all I know
I be balling till I die
They want to see me fried
For being a good guy
Through my eyes I m
Heck living barely breathing
Smoking weed with my og z
Ride till I d-I-e
Young G blessed in the dope game
Big boss and brains
Capping a nigga up in the game
My niggas with caine living
Life in the fast lane
Get a job nigga
Shoot and rob nigga for scrilla
Nation wide thug nigga
Me mug niggas and drug nigga
And slug niggas for the court phoney
And blow they ass up like pretty toney
They keep the rollies
My ap nine stay cocked
My mind military barely scary
You make a move your getting buried
In the cemetery
Thugged out beat it
Undefeated better believe it
When it s on as the world goes round
We blasting niggas with the chromes
[Chorus]
Round and round as the world keeps turning
My enemies burning
My enemies jurn these burning
When it stops nobody knows
I m busting slugs and fo s
I m busting slugs and fo s
Round and round as the world keeps turning
My enemies burning
My enemies jurn these burning
When it stops nobody knows
I m about to cash the do
Catch the do
[Spice 1]
As the world turns
We all get paid
Some niggas be shot up in graves
We stacking these meal tickets and
Leaving my enemies froze up and sprayed
Mobb cars and training these bitches trying to kill
We on some thug shit
Niggas be bobbing the steel killing at will
We on site and mobbing the fuck out
Leaving niggas taking their last breath
Money and death
Dam my foes in combas stuck in the darkness
Mutha mix with half keys
Shot em staking in the alley
And niggas can t see these natural born killas
Up in cali
It s hardcore drama
Niggas be down up in the streets
Streaking heart beats for weeks
And enemies won t get no sleep
Mob techs and gauge
Slugs we be dumping to the graves
Rearrange muthafucka pay
Bossaline with about three thangs
And a half a key to spend a daytin
Shooting po po up in the basement
And tryna to pull a nigga over
If muthafucka can t shake him
And a nigga won t rest in peace
Till my enemies burning
Bossaline be bringing the drama
As the world keeps turning
[Chorus]
The lyrics to C-Bo's song "As The World Turns" are focused on the violence and pressure that comes with living in a gangsta lifestyle. The first verse speaks to the importance of being prepared and packing heat at all times, considering the ongoing changes to laws and regulations that make it difficult for people to live this lifestyle. The line "I put the dick in the mud" can be interpreted as C-Bo speaking to the way he dominates his competition and leaves them helpless. The second verse, performed by AP-9, talks about the desire for more money and the willingness to do whatever it takes to get it. The final verse, performed by Spice 1, references the constant violence and danger that accompany this lifestyle.
Overall, the song is a reflection on the cycle of violence and power that defines gangsta culture. It speaks to the idea that despite the risks and losses, people continue to engage in this lifestyle because of the financial rewards and the sense of power that comes with it. The chorus emphasizes the futility of this cycle, reminding listeners that no matter how much they try to control their surroundings, the world will continue to turn and the violence will continue.
Line by Line Meaning
I hits em up with a two finger
I shoot my gun with two fingers out the roof of my car
Out the roof of a regal
I shoot from the sunroof of a Buick Regal
And combat fool
I'm not afraid to fight
I m knowing to pack a Desterin egal
I always carry a Desert Eagle gun
Niggas know the rules
Everyone knows how to act in the hood
Under pressure from pete wilson
We're under political pressure
And all these new laws for filling my draws
We're facing new laws for selling drugs
And never pause a straight hog
I never stop hustling
Fuck some dogs we want it all
We don't care about competition, we want everything
Real nigga third
I'm a true gangster
That dump slugs and share hood
We shoot our guns and stick together in the same neighborhood
You know what s up 'cause
Everyone knows what's going on
I put the dick in the mud
I'm causing problems for my enemies
Know the California mind bosses
We know how to run things in California
Stay surrounding with thugs
We always have armed guards around us
Get at me
Come talk to me if you have a problem
'cause my shit be a 100% real killas
I'm the real deal and my crew is full of killers
Stranded in the ghetto paying for protecting drug dealers
We're stuck in the ghetto protecting drug dealers
The love niggas
We have love for our crew
Down and dirty that plug niggas
We're willing to do anything to make money
And slug niggas in the face with one of they pistols
We're not afraid to use our enemies' guns against them
And mug niggas
We rob people for their money
It s all about the power
We want to be in control
So I count my money every hour
I'm always counting my money
Hope my choppers devower the whole hood line
I hope my guns can take control of the whole neighborhood
They cower like the duck hower
My enemies are scared and hiding
We leave em plucked fucked and burning
We kill our enemies and leave them burned
Feening fo mo money as the world keeps turning
We're always hungry for more money
Round and round as the world keeps turning
Life goes on and we keep hustling
My enemies burning
I'm burning my enemies
My enemies jurn these burning
I'm causing my enemies to suffer
When it stops nobody knows
No one knows when this will end
I m busting slugs and fo s
I'm shooting my gun
I m about to catch the do
I'm about to catch some money
My henn full of smoke
I'm drunk and high
I broke the flow to a nigga toe
I shot someone in the foot
Plus I m fresh out of dope
I just ran out of drugs to sell
I need some mo
I need more drugs
I be balling till I die
I'll never stop hustling
They want to see me fried for being a good guy
My enemies want to kill me even though I'm not doing anything wrong
Through my eyes I m Heck living barely breathing
My life is hard and I'm barely surviving
Smoking weed with my og z
I hang out with older gangsters and smoke weed
Ride till I d-I-e
I'll be in the gang life forever
Young G blessed in the dope game
I'm lucky in the drug game
Big boss and brains
I'm smart and powerful
Capping a nigga up in the game
I'll kill someone to be on top
My niggas with caine living life in the fast lane
My crew is selling cocaine and living the fast life
Get a job nigga
I don't want to work a regular job
Shoot and rob nigga for scrilla
I'll rob and kill people for money
Nation wide thug nigga
I'm a gangster all across the country
Me mug niggas and drug nigga
I rob and sell drugs to people
And slug niggas for the court phoney
I'll kill someone if they wrong me in court
And blow they ass up like pretty toney
I'll harm someone if they cross me
They keep the rollies
My enemies wear expensive watches
My ap nine stay cocked
My gun is always ready to shoot
My mind military barely scary
I'm not afraid to fight
You make a move your getting buried in the cemetery
I'll kill you if you try to mess with me
Thugged out beat it
I'm a gangster through and through
Undefeated better believe it
I can't be beat
We blasting niggas with the chromes
We're shooting people with our guns
As the world turns
Life goes on
We all get paid
We're all trying to make money
Some niggas be shot up in graves
Some people die in gang violence
We stacking these meal tickets and leaving my enemies froze up and sprayed
We're making a lot of money and hurting our enemies
Mobb cars and training these bitches trying to kill
We have fancy cars and we're teaching others how to be gangsters
We on some thug shit
We're living the gangster life
Niggas be bobbing the steel killing at will
We're shooting people without any hesitation
We on site and mobbing the fuck out
We're attacking our enemies at their homes
Leaving niggas taking their last breath
We're killing people
Money and death
We'll kill you for money
Dam my foes in combas stuck in the darkness
We've caused our enemies to suffer
Mutha mix with half keys
We mix our drugs to make more money
Shot em staking in the alley
We're killing people in dark alleyways
And niggas can t see these natural born killas up in cali
We're skilled at killing and it's common in California
It s hardcore drama
Life is tough for us gangsters
Niggas be down up in the streets
We're gangsters living on the streets
Streaking heart beats for weeks
We're constantly in danger of being killed
And enemies won t get no sleep
Our enemies can't rest because we're always at war with them
Mob techs and gauge
We use many different guns
Slugs we be dumping to the graves
We're killing people and burying them
Rearrange muthafucka pay
We'll hurt you if you don't pay us
Bossaline with about three thangs
I'm always carrying multiple guns
And a half a key to spend a daytin
I have a lot of money to spend on drugs
Shooting po po up in the basement
We're shooting at the police
And tryna to pull a nigga over
The police are trying to arrest us
If muthafucka can t shake him
We'll try to run from the police
And a nigga won t rest in peace
We'll never have peace because we're living the gangster life
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA/AMCOS
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rzrselliott
One of my favorite Bo songs of all time, I'll be jammin this till my last days
Paul Rumano
rzrselliott I feel ya homie👌🏽
trollers
sick chorus...hina gets down
Paul Rumano
C-Bo was a fucking G for real!
Sergio Lopez
Still bumping!!
Bigg Boi
👌
Adrian Sestiaga
remember breaking up trees to this track. my older brother always putting me on game with this west coast G shit
KillaBastard
They don't make raw tracks like this no more!
J. Santana
My High School Years Nuttin But AWOL n Black Market!!! That Sac Shit You Beeeeeee!!!
trollers
sick chorus...