Intro:
Quando Rondo
Yeah, yeah, oh
This a let to my opposition
I’ma keep callin' these shots till the mission missing
We ain’t callin' no shots till the clip is empty
We want all the smoke like a fuckin' chimney
Chorus:
Quando Rondo
12 o'clock at Tuesday morning, Metro Police waitin' on projects
They locked me up for a misdemeanor, they set my bond at 50,000
Watch out the county jail, sippin' lean like bitch I'm right back bouncing
With some pennies in the street, I got some young niggas who really 'bout it
Check, I know they all on go
Up that tech and let them niggas know
Lay down with that chopper, watch he hop out like hе on some po’
Punch down a brick, my shooter taste thе coke
Big extension hanging out my coat
If he cross the line, he gotta die, bitch he show no love, bitch I ain't never told
Verse 1: Quando Rondo
We seen that iron at niggas in the hole
L-O-L at them pussy niggas broke
Street credit gone, you caught a body but you fucked the strobe
Free my scratch, to free my nigga
You know we steppin', that's one thing for sure
When it's up, bitch I never fold
Catch that boy and strip him out his clothes
Born and come before the sun
My money covered in Christ's blood
He shot at my lil’ partner, so we gon' spin on him twice boy
I feel like death around the corner, that’s why I pray every night, Lord
I ripped some pages out the Bible, I swear I live just to die, boy
I fell from Heaven to them hells, I do this for the real like fuck the fakes
Slept in the West, a brand new yellow tape
I put my trust inside this .38
It's getting cold, don't come outside today
Traumatized that bitch up on my way
See my reflection looking at the slate
Thought to myself like who gon' die today?
Chorus: Quando Rondo
12 o'clock at Tuesday morning, Metro Police waitin' on projects
They locked me up for a misdemeanor, they set my bond at 50,000
Watch out the county jail, sippin' lean like bitch I'm right back bouncing
With some pennies in the street, I got some young niggas who really 'bout it
Check, I know they all on go
Up that tech and let them niggas know
Lay down with that chopper, watch he hop out like he on some po’
Punch down a brick, my shooter taste the coke
Big extension hanging out my coat
If he cross the line, he gotta die, bitch he show no love, bitch I ain't never told
Verse 2: Calboy
Trust them niggas boy let's go to war
And them killers ridin' with me, I ain't gotta pay 'em for it
Leave red dots upon these T-shirts like a checkerboard
And they let me out them trenches, I gotta thank the Lord
I know niggas plottin', watchin', so I keep it on me
I don't owe a nigga shit, I did this by my lonely
Them was my niggas that shot at your niggas, I aim this right at your homie
I got some niggas that pullin' them triggers, they pull up on you and they on it
Niggas want smoke, and I blow it
Granny said I gotta stay focused
Who you talking to? I'm nosy
Niggas be acting, posing
Empty that clip, reload it
And I know the gang ain't folded
Hit a couple licks, they told on us
Pull up with the .60, frozen as fuck
'Cause a nigga lack and blow him up
You know I come from the t's, but now I hop in a foreign and swerve
I know these niggas against me, I might leave his dumbass on the curb
I popped a nigga like 50, my lil' brother had gave me the word
I know the mob be with me, ain't nothing I fear on this earth
Chorus: Quando Rondo
12 o'clock at Tuesday morning, Metro Police waitin' on projects
They locked me up for a misdemeanor, they set my bond at 50,000
Watch out the county jail, sippin' lean like bitch I'm right back bouncing
With some pennies in the street, I got some young niggas who really 'bout it
Check, I know they all on go
Up that tech and let them niggas know
Lay down with that chopper, watch he hop out like he on some po’
Punch down a brick, my shooter taste the coke
Big extension hanging out my coat
If he cross the line, he gotta die, bitch he show no love, bitch I ain't never told
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