Quando Rondo - 10.27 (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Quando Rondo - 10.27 (en) Lyrics
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R-Real killers, probably step
on four or five niggas
C-C-Crip niggas but still gon' run
the town with slime niggas
Pills nigga, yellow, I got
double Y's, niggas
B-Big tipper, no, you can't
fuck my ho, she mines, nigga
(This Is The Sound)
Ha, .45 extension on
my Ruger Five-seveN
On my mama, this ain't no lie
My niggas steppin' for ten
twenty-seven (Seven)
Dope spot and I'ma trap this
bitch out like I'm Pablo
I'm talkin' both rods
And I'ma shoot 'em all just
like I'm Bryan Nickels
JOG shit, get to dumpin',
fuck a opposition
I take 'em way back for no money
and no pot to piss in
I'ma send some shots inside that Maybach,
hope your partner in it
Three hundred thousand where he lay
at, this that slimy 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 (Brr)
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
Ayy, say lil' shorty 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
Switch automatic like
a fully in a Mustang
I had to post up with that
toolie 'til the bus came
AT&T, we got locations
on they whole gang
SEBB, I know they made
it trappin' cocaine
Drug distributor come and pay it for
the whole thing (Come and pay)
On the computer he be scammin'
for Amiri Jeans
My nigga shooters let the top down,
hang out with that flame
On Martin Luther with my Glock
out smokin' on this King
I really grew up duckin' cops
and jumpin' over gates
I really flew to Crenshaw block
to meet up with the neighbours
New AMG while countin' guap while
jammin' Babyface (Skrrt, skrrt)
Stain in the streets, you
play with mine, get shot
inside the face (Clap)
And dangerously you know it's up,
I'm walkin' with the Drac'
My main bitch come pick me
up, I had to run the Js
Ain't claimin' shit, if you pull
over ain't no do the race
My famous bitch know I get loaded
off prescription drank
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