Quando Rondo

Murder Talk
NH Skilo, what the fuck be rollin' Two double cup, no Cappucino, spin then split him opne Who want some smoke, no Al Capone, hit they block in a stolen Go hard or home, my ratchet tucked, them sticks stay locked and loaded 365, we slingin' iron, sellin' crack on the nine I done been through everything in life, ain't tryna press rewind From pistol clappin' and trappin', tryin' rappin' this time Locked in the pen, ol' mama died, I'm sleepin' with my knife Big F&N, now up and blast, creepin' through the night My mama son hit me in my back, now I can't trust nobody Why the fuck you got tear drop tatted, you ain't got no bodies My sister dead, I'm far from help, I want to crush somebody Prеsidential tint, ridin' 'round in Caddy like I know Joe Bidеn One in the head, ridin' through Cali', with them blues behind me Stood on all ten, in the feds and I'm still promotin' violence Stood on all ten, in the feds, I'm still promotin' violence... Tell me, have you ever fucked with a thug nigga? Forever ridin' 'round with it tucked, it ain't no love in him Shots fired off, he should've ducked, I left a slug in him Tire came off, hit up they truck, from out the mud, nigga 63 shots like I know Duck, I pass the pole to bro Everytime it's up, no postin' by that sto' From Letras Mania