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lirik lagu want me dead – quando rondo & youngboy never broke again

[intro: quando rondo]
you know that all blue be her diamond ring
lil’ shorty, she the finest thing
ah, ah
oh (qrn)

[chorus: quando rondo]
i heard a n*gga want me dead, huh? well, come and see about me
so much dope inside this rental, you can’t see from out it
i keep that heat, one in the head, huh? we left ’em bleedin’ ’bout it
ha, got my rachet b*tch, miss connie, that’s my cleanin’ shorty
i told my jit you get a cut, buy chains
no, baby, i can’t see you through these ray*ban frames
it smell like pee, you smokin’ dope all on the stage
you know that all blue my vehicles
[verse 1: quando rondo]
ha, my favorite opp dead, sister talk too much, no, i don’t like the b*tch
lul timmy rollеd her brother up, got steppеd on in some nike kicks
up and swing that cutter ’round and hit ’em and his wife and kids
jump out gang, my brother thuggin’, sosa gang some slimey n*ggas
wockhardt, don’t n0body drink from out my soda cup
f*ck a cop car, we gon’ bend the corner, hold on, bust ’em up
i’m livin’ life just like a rockstar, claymore by his door up, got to blow him up
aha, i don’t see sh*t funny, we stepped on your brother
steady steppin’, steady flexin’
come and up the score, lil’ double o tote smith & wesson
whole hundred shots missed at the show, y’all n*ggas must be f*ckin’ cappin’
i’m smokin’ za pack out the o, he was a stepper, but got stepped on
that other rapper his big bro, it’s been a year, we still ain’t vanished
i made three hundred off of dope, ain’t did a show, but i’m still havin’
f*ck 300, tk4, that’s what i’m reppin’, spell it backwards
extension pokin’ out my clothes, y’all n*ggas know it ain’t no lackin’
i’m in the nola with them smackers

[chorus: quando rondo]
i heard a n*gga want me dead, huh? well, come and see about me
so much dope inside this rental, you can’t see from out it
i keep that heat, one in the head, huh? we left ’em bleedin’ ’bout it
ha, got my rachet b*tch, miss connie, that’s my cleanin’ shorty
i told my jit you get a cut, buy chains
no, baby, i can’t see you through these ray*ban frames
it smell like pee, you smokin’ dope all on the stage
you know that all blue my vehicles
[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
look, i keep my eye right on the timer
quando, your mama like my mama
got beaucoup choppers for some problems
point ’em out, i’ll stop ’em, i’m the dada, n*gga
i pick up my bible, i’m like, “father, i got trauma”
i caught cases with my partners and got the industry wantin’ to knock a n*gga
i’m gon’ get my poles out, you gon’ get your hoes out
“go k!ll ’em,” what they told us, we murder somethin’
n*ggas steady claimin’ they gon’ do us somethin’, know anyway it go with us
youngin out his mind, he tryna f*ck with somethin’
know they b*tch gon’ be deep when we meet, standoff, let’s see, we spray the sh*t
wait, they leave on side the east, up close, they blow, tryna face the clique
ai youngboy, know i go hard, strictly on that murder sh*t
f*ck that rap boy, for our hit squad, tryna zip another b*tch
bloodshed when that thirty hit
see your ass, they swervin’ sh*t
goj, who gon’ die today? that’s 4ktrey, i know you heard of this
38, real gang baby from the dog pen
all day talkin’ no asthma, never get exhausted

- quando rondo youngboy never broke again

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