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[Intro: Quando Rondo & Officer Coffey] What set you from? You look like one of them Crenshaw Mafia motherfuckers No, you prolly one of them Rollin 60’s, huh (Dubba-AA flex) Huh, huh I’m this bitch with Dubba A Nigga, we be steady flexin’, yeah Don’t know me Oh, no, no [Chorus] Stick with the dick that’s steady ringin’ Oh so often murder went through my mind Turned around the corner, took all of the tab, pussy boy you gon’ die I’m quick to send him for the spin with .45s Any time they asked ’bout my lil’ soldiers this what I’m gon’ reply (This is the sound) That lil’ nigga throwin’ six-o, he been slanging iron We ain’t ’bout no code though, just stop on the opps We could jump out the car, them bullets flyin’ Lil’ Pooda quick to pull up, kick door, had to rock out wit’ his nine Timmy rocked out on a opp, if you worried ’bout a Glock, hit in his spine He made a diss ’bout my big brother He made a diss like “Damn, who died?” Been down the block was me and Le

Shorty By Quando Rondo Ooh no you know.. And we gon f---… Beverly Centre, Bentley Coupe, she in the parking lot Just like these rounds in my .40 Glock imma shoot my shot I asked her “What’s her Ig name?” and she said “For what?” No she no into insta fame with the plastic butt Shorty gon’ go and get a bag, yeah she got her own She make a n---- wanna brag to my partners back home She super savage, she ride with zaddy while gripping chrome Them n----- left me abandoned, now they hate that I’m on She tell me all the way, bout to sip on them double cups When I talk to her she get flattered, you know that’s my lil thug I told her mind over matter, f--- them, I don’t give a f--- Promethazine in my bladder, I keep on pouring up Let’s take a picture, matching outfits, girl we going up Rodeo Drive designer outlets [?] I will never say no, girl Private jets let’s fly across the whole world Would you be mad if I f--- your home girl? I remember you was just my home girl I se

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101 By Quando Rondo (G------, BJ with another one) (Trell’s on the track) I’m on Mars right now, oh It’s a real n---- 101, oh Look Ayy, coupe me, blue seats, yeah, this a 101 Bought a brand new Audemars Piguet, yeah this a one-of-one 75 the speed limit, in the ‘Vette I’m doing 101 They pulled the plug right by the bed on the 101 101, it’s a real n---- 101, this a trill n---- 101 Real n---- 101, let’s have a real n---- 101, this a real n---- 101 Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, n----, fifty-one fifty (This a real n---- 101) Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, n----, fifty-one fifty (Said this a real n---- 101) I moved my mama out the ghetto, golden medal, b----, I grind for this Iced out my new bezel for them times that I did time for this Street n----, minimum wage, that’s the reasons for the crimes I did Drug dealers, minimum days be the reason for the time I miss Everybody say they ride, I look back, and ain’t nobody walk for me I remember back then when I ain’t

Blue Opps By Quando Rondo Hah, yeah This that don dada flow (This that don dada music) Oh Lord, ayy No cappuccino, double cup, I sip red I’m feelin’ just like Al Pacino, that boy play, then he dead “What’s crackin’, cuz?” my favorite lingo, wrap my flag ’round my head Walk ’round the corner, caught him, bingo, Timmy take off his dreads Shots fired, bah, bah, man down, it’s up in the sky The police know it’s homicides every time that we ride Them boys wish they ain’t started beef ’cause every night, we gon’ slide Steady watchin’ the preacher preach, I got them gates in my eyes GPS me to they block and pop my head up like mayday From day to night, they go and search for opps, they know that’s they payday No name, buried his Glock, then went and copped him an AK Sixth grade, I had that drop, I never went to the eighth grade Murder, I’m screaming out homicide I run with watch and some top shottas who will come take your life We live the life of Curtis Jackson, get ric

Dripped Out By Quando Rondo Tuned up Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfuckin’ beat? Ah nah, you ain’t make that m----------- Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Put her in silk ever since she dripped out Put blue diamonds on her neck just like she Cripped out And I know your friends be in our business, tell ’em sit down They hate the fact that I’m with you, they know they missed out They hate the fact they missed out, they know you be dripped out Take you out your mama home, then move you to a big house They hate the fact you dripped out, they know they just missed out Your friends be in our business, tell them hoes they need to sit down It’s 9 a.m., she call my phone, tryna see who’s staying with me I pull up drop-top, grippin’ on the chrome, it ain’t no playing with me Baby girl, I’m gone, on, on, I might get in trouble this week But when I come back, get you new Chanel, that new double C I see Miami, you and me, on South Beach in the breeze Two-door coupe, th

Nothing Else Matters By Quando Rondo Pooh, you a fool for this one Winners Circle House by the lake, my mother straight, ayy, nothing else matters I poured an eight inside my double cup, codeine in my bladder I never said that it was easy climbing the ladder I came a long way from the corner, yeah, that’s actual factors I bought a brand new Birkin bag for my main thing I got way more than I ever had, so no, I can’t complain No, you can’t be my main, so baby, maintain See, I be coolin’ with the Crips and we be smoking dank Lil Timmy quick to empty clips like this the shooting range Them n----- don’t know how it feel to be walking through rain, ayy Leeky caught five years, I miss my main man ‘Cause I’ll spend a whole five mil’ to get him out them chains Forty thousand on baguetties, ‘preciate Johnny Dang I ain’t with the he-say she-say, tell you like a man Even if I had a hundred mil’, I swear I’d still be the same Young project baby from Eastville, still on the corn

Poetic Justice By Quando Rondo DJ Swift on the track Seventeen in his Nina Mook got the keys jumping Youngin’ on the corner with 17 in his Nina Drunken love from a Corona, I shouldn’t have showed her I need her That’s picture they paint it for me, ain’t nothing like Mona Lisa And hella smoke from out the Mac, back to back, blowin’ reefa Same hoes, these n---- love and I f--- and they think they keepers Whoever thought the minister sell out a whole arena I’m ’bout my racks like tennis, got a b---- look like Serena No matter what your momma tell, just know I love you Selena Where I’m from, you gotta tote one ‘cuz its legal My father told me back in ’01 it was Dickies and beepers I’m sneaking Perky’s on the plane even thought it’s illegal I know that they don’t feel my pain even though they my people I tried to tell the gang to hit ’em, I guess he didn’t believe me I swear to god I f--- with shawty ‘cuz keep me a C Spend on they block, empty out clips from my lil n----

Expensive Edibles By Quando Rondo Rollie keep tick-tock, yeah Rollie keep tick-tockin’, yeah They wasn’t with me on the block, yeah When a n---- was walkin’, yeah And I ain’t really with the talk, talk I really was walkin’ Ayy, C4, ayy, ayy, bro C4Bombs, baby Rollie keep tick-tockin’, which rollin’ Bought her a foreign paid off, left wrist frozen Told on the top, grab the thirty stand and I tell that new one Shawty don’t ever kiss and tell, I’m in too deep like the ocean I beg your pardon, can I use your nail to bust this brick open? Seasick from all the waves and I know that’s unfocused She thick, look at her waist, I love to, slow motion Drank fade the pain away, I’m slowin’, picked up the potion I met her at this opp party, I might just pay for her body I need your love and affection, this ain’t safe for nobody My love, got a question, I’m not no anybody (Check this out) Yeah, I can show you my work hard, ayy Shawty so incredible I don’t never wanna hear wha