Quando Rondo - Long Live Pabb (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Quando Rondo - Long Live Pabb (en) Lyrics
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No, I ain't got shit goin' on (Uh-uh)
I'm just, I'm just in New York, I need
a fat (Yo, this gotta be Lemy)
Rollin' doja and shit like that
Only if you speak my lingo you
will understand me (Uh-uh)
I wanna hit a lick like bingo, least
that's how I planned it (Uh-uh)
Life a gamble, no casino, Pablo
left me damaged (Yeah)
Goin' down if a nigga damage
Too many Perkies in my body,
on another planet (Oh, uh)
They wanna murk the only artist
come from out Savannah (Uh)
I think that I might throw the towel
in on my bandana (Clatt)
I think somebody out Crenshaw
ran down and hit my man up
How I'm gon' give my life to
Allah? This a dirty Fanta
I wish I bulletproofed that Tahoe,
jump out with that hammer
That hurt my heart, I watched my
partner die right by a gas pump
Look to the sky, a shootin' star,
bet that I'm the last onе
One thing for sure. I'd ride or diе,
I know that all my niggas is
The only reason that I screamed out,
"No," I seen my nigga dead
They laughed at me and made a joke,
but never seen a nigga bled
I gotta roll me up some dope 'cause
I can't get this out my head
That's all I see when I get sleep,
so I don't barely go to bed
I damn near think my bladder pink 'cause
I keep sippin' on this drink
Damn, Saviay'a, how you leave me
out like this? I take the blame
Went to the county, I made sure
I sent you hundreds everyday
I swear to God, I hate the fame,
I just wish that I could change
I'm goin' hard, lock in the pain, I
think it's time to quit the game
It's like I'm walkin' through
the rain, I told Lil
Dee to keep your chain
Whole hundred shots get filled
with flame, I hear they
speakin' on your name
Look to the sky, a shootin' star,
bet that I'm the last one
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