lirik lagu quando rondo – 10.27
10.27 lyrics
[intro]
[?]
(double a flex)
double~a be on the beat
when double~a be on the beat, i~
qrn
r~real k!llers, probably step on four or five n~ggas
k~k!lled n~ggas but still gon’ run on time and slime n~ggas
pills n~gga, yellow, i got y’s, n~ggas
b~big tipper, no, you can’t f~ck my ho, she mines, n~gga
[chorus]
i have .45 extension on my ruger five~seven
on mine, this ain’t no lie
my n~ggas steppin’ for ten twenty~seven (seven)
[?] and i’ma try this b~tch out like a [?]
talkin’ both rods
and i’ma shoot ’em all just like i’m bryan [?]
jam, just shakin’ a [?], double f~ck a opposition
i take ’em way back for no money and no pot to p~ss in
i’ma send some shots inside that maybach, hope your partner in it
three~hundred thousand, we live, this that slimey business
[verse]
my n~gga took a n~gga chain and rearranged a name
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 sh~t get took and they scream jump our gang (okay, let’s go)
you better watch how you be lookin’, f~ck it, bust his brain
i send a shot, it got me lookin’, let’s go to the bank
whole hundred thousand on that p~ssy when i let it bang
whole hundred thousand ’cause that p~ssy wet just like the rain
switch automatic like a fully in a mustang
i had to post up with that toolie ’til he bus came
at&t, we got locations on they whole gang
sebb, i know they made it droppin’ cocaine
judge it’s [?] comin’ payin’ for the whole thing
on the computer he was scammin’ for [?]
my n~gga shooters let the top down, hang out with that flame
no martin luther with my glock out smokin’ on his caine
i really grew up duckin’ cars and jumpin’ over gates
i really flew to crenshaw block to be there with the neighbours
blue amg, i’m countin’ guap while jammin’ babyface (skrrt, skrrt)
stand in the streets, you play with marcus, shot inside the face
and dangerously you know it’s up, i’m walkin’ with the drac’
my main b~tch come pick me up i had to run the jakes
ain’t claimin’ sh~t, if you pull over, end up do the race
my famous b~tch know i get loaded off prescription drugs
[chorus]
i have .45 extension on my ruger five~seven
on mine, this ain’t no lie
my n~ggas steppin’ for ten twenty~seven (seven)
[?] and i’ma try this b~tch out like a [?]
talkin’ both rods
and i’ma shoot ’em all just like i’m bryan [?]
jam, just shakin’ a [?], double f~ck a opposition
i take ’em way back for no money and no pot to p~ss in
i’ma send some shots inside that maybach, hope your partner in it
three~hundred thousand, we live, this that slimey business
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