10.27 Quando Rondo COVER
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Ah, ah (Dubba-AA flex) When Dubba-AA be on the beat When Dubba-AA be on the beat, I- (QRN) R-Real killers, probably step on four or five niggas C-C-Crip nigga, but still gon' run the town with slime niggas Pills, nigga, yellow, I got double Y's, nigga B-Big tipper, no, you can't fuck my ho, she mines, nigga Ah, .45 extension on my Ruger-5.7 On my mama, this ain't no lie My niggas steppin' for ten-twenty-slime-seven Dope spot, and I'ma trap this bitch out like I'm Paul I'm talkin' both rods And I'ma shoot 'em all just like I'm Brian Nichols J-O-G shit, get to dumpin', fuck a opposition I take 'em way back, from no money and no pot to piss in I'ma send some shots inside that Maybach, hope your partner in it (shots) Three hundred thousand, we lit, this that slimey business My nigga took a nigga chain and rearranged the name (facts) I hit yo' baby daddy sister, we are not the same (no cap) Boy, I'm a savage, you a rookie way before the fame (brrt) Every time somebody shit get took and they scream, "Jump Out Gang" (okay, let's go) You better watch how you be lookin' Fuck it, bust his brain (better watch how you lookin', boy) And see lil' shawty got me lookin', let's go to the bank Whole hundred thousand on that pussy when I let it bang Whole hundred thousand 'cause that pussy wet just like the rain (rain, rain, rain) Switch automatic like a fully in a Mustang ('Stang, 'Stang, 'Stang) (brrt-brrt) I had to post up with that toolie 'til the bus came AT&T, we got locations on they whole gang (whole gang) And C-B-B, I know they made it trappin' cocaine (cocaine) Drug distributor, come and pay it for a whole thing (whole thing) On the computer he be scammin' for Amiri jeans (all day) My niggas shooters, let the top down, hang out with that flame (they let it spray) On Martin Luther with my Glock out, smokin' on this 'caine I really grew up duckin' cops and jumpin' over gates I really flew to Crenshaw block to meet up with the neighbors New AMG, while countin' guap while jammin' Babyface (skrrt-skrrt) Stayin' in the streets, you play with Mark get shot upside the face And dangerously you know it's up, I'm walkin' with the Drac' My main bitch come pick me up, I had to run to Jakes Ain't claimin' shit, if you pull over and don't do the race My famous bitch know I get loaded off prescription drugs Ah, .45 extension on my Ruger-5.7 On my mama, this ain't no lie My niggas steppin' for ten-twenty-slime-seven Dope spot, and I'ma trap this bitch out like I'm Paul I'm talkin' both rods And I'ma shoot 'em all just like I'm Brian Nichols J-O-G shit, get to dumpin', fuck a opposition I take 'em way back, from no money and no pot to piss in I'ma send some shots inside that Maybach, hope your partner in it (shots) Three hundred thousand, we lit, this that slimey business (slime nigga) THIS SONG IS NOT MINE!!! ALL CREDITS GO TO QUANDO RONDO!!!!!!!!
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Ah, ah (Dubba-AA flex) When Dubba-AA be on the beat When Dubba-AA be on the beat, I- (QRN) R-Real killers, probably step on four or five niggas C-C-Crip nigga, but still gon' run the town with slime niggas Pills, nigga, yellow, I got double Y's, nigga B-Big tipper, no, you can't fuck my ho, she mines, nigga Ah, .45 extension on my Ruger-5.7 On my mama, this ain't no lie My niggas steppin' for ten-twenty-slime-seven Dope spot, and I'ma trap this bitch out like I'm Paul I'm talkin' both rods And I'ma shoot 'em all just like I'm Brian Nichols J-O-G shit, get to dumpin', fuck a opposition I take 'em way back, from no money and no pot to piss in I'ma send some shots inside that Maybach, hope your partner in it (shots) Three hundred thousand, we lit, this that slimey business My nigga took a nigga chain and rearranged the name (facts) I hit yo' baby daddy sister, we are not the same (no cap) Boy, I'm a savage, you a rookie way before the fame (brrt) Every time somebody shit get took and they scream, "Jump Out Gang" (okay, let's go) You better watch how you be lookin' Fuck it, bust his brain (better watch how you lookin', boy) And see lil' shawty got me lookin', let's go to the bank Whole hundred thousand on that pussy when I let it bang Whole hundred thousand 'cause that pussy wet just like the rain (rain, rain, rain) Switch automatic like a fully in a Mustang ('Stang, 'Stang, 'Stang) (brrt-brrt) I had to post up with that toolie 'til the bus came AT&T, we got locations on they whole gang (whole gang) And C-B-B, I know they made it trappin' cocaine (cocaine) Drug distributor, come and pay it for a whole thing (whole thing) On the computer he be scammin' for Amiri jeans (all day) My niggas shooters, let the top down, hang out with that flame (they let it spray) On Martin Luther with my Glock out, smokin' on this 'caine I really grew up duckin' cops and jumpin' over gates I really flew to Crenshaw block to meet up with the neighbors New AMG, while countin' guap while jammin' Babyface (skrrt-skrrt) Stayin' in the streets, you play with Mark get shot upside the face And dangerously you know it's up, I'm walkin' with the Drac' My main bitch come pick me up, I had to run to Jakes Ain't claimin' shit, if you pull over and don't do the race My famous bitch know I get loaded off prescription drugs Ah, .45 extension on my Ruger-5.7 On my mama, this ain't no lie My niggas steppin' for ten-twenty-slime-seven Dope spot, and I'ma trap this bitch out like I'm Paul I'm talkin' both rods And I'ma shoot 'em all just like I'm Brian Nichols J-O-G shit, get to dumpin', fuck a opposition I take 'em way back, from no money and no pot to piss in I'ma send some shots inside that Maybach, hope your partner in it (shots) Three hundred thousand, we lit, this that slimey business (slime nigga) THIS SONG IS NOT MINE!!! ALL CREDITS GO TO QUANDO RONDO!!!!!!!!
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