Quando Rondo - 1999 lyrics
Quando Rondo [Tyquian Terrel Bowman] Savannah, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Quando Rondo - 1999 lyrics]
Mhmm (Al Geno on the track)
Mhmm, California she wanna fly to California
I bet the bank, I knew I couldn't afford
Yeah
Now we be shopping in designer stores, yeah
Steal from the rich, I'm rich, a Rollie
Give it to the poor
Lately, I been focused on murder
new shells on the floor
Watch Timmy beat the block up
Them niggas hate, I'm hard knock
We spin the block every time they talk
Run 'em down with that Glock 9
That Juvenile, that Boosie Boo
That back in 1999
Shake, shake the block, we up them glizzies
We bound to lay 'em all down
I'ma show them boys who run the city
We gon' kill 'em all out
Top shotta, top dotta
Four pound gon' knock 'em all off
Never respond to what they say
They in the race, they all be chasin' clout
My youngest say he tryna get paid
Stay with the K's to show me what you 'bout
You keep a rod but you won't pull the trigger
No, they don't know them boys out
West when it's some pussy niggas
Just copped the new AK, ayy plus
We got the new nine miller
Glock 34, we up and blow
We made the CJ Spiller
The internet thug so hard, when we spin them-
Same niggas that dropped your deal asked me
Did I want to get you knocked
The plan was when you come to sign a paper
G was gon' run down with Glocks
I swear I'm steady flexin' on the opps
That two door coupe, I swerved it off the lot
You play with blue
That's the day you get shot
I got that bank, I know my partners' spot
I take a look into the
Sky, from day to night, it be stormin'
The boy already caught a case
It not even much warning
We up the score, that's on the
Locs, I catch a opp, them I'm scorin'
These brand new Fendis on my feet
She wanna fuck when I wore Jordans
I'ma slap a thirty in the glizzy
What they call Stephen Curry
I was countin' up a half a milli'
I'm not even much worried
All the opps really pussy
I swear the whole city know it
Just wait 'til they free lil' Timmy
You know that we be 60 Rollin'
Lately, I been focused on murder
New shells on the floor
Watch Timmy beat the block up
Them niggas hate, I'm hard knock
We spin the block every time they talk
Run 'em down with that Glock 9
That Juvenile, that Boosie Boo
That back in 1999
Mhmm, California she wanna fly to California
I bet the bank, I knew I couldn't afford
Yeah
Now we be shopping in designer stores, yeah
Steal from the rich, I'm rich, a Rollie
Give it to the poor
Lately, I been focused on murder
new shells on the floor
Watch Timmy beat the block up
Them niggas hate, I'm hard knock
We spin the block every time they talk
Run 'em down with that Glock 9
That Juvenile, that Boosie Boo
That back in 1999
Shake, shake the block, we up them glizzies
We bound to lay 'em all down
I'ma show them boys who run the city
We gon' kill 'em all out
Top shotta, top dotta
Four pound gon' knock 'em all off
Never respond to what they say
They in the race, they all be chasin' clout
My youngest say he tryna get paid
Stay with the K's to show me what you 'bout
You keep a rod but you won't pull the trigger
No, they don't know them boys out
West when it's some pussy niggas
Just copped the new AK, ayy plus
We got the new nine miller
Glock 34, we up and blow
We made the CJ Spiller
The internet thug so hard, when we spin them-
Same niggas that dropped your deal asked me
Did I want to get you knocked
The plan was when you come to sign a paper
G was gon' run down with Glocks
I swear I'm steady flexin' on the opps
That two door coupe, I swerved it off the lot
You play with blue
That's the day you get shot
I got that bank, I know my partners' spot
I take a look into the
Sky, from day to night, it be stormin'
The boy already caught a case
It not even much warning
We up the score, that's on the
Locs, I catch a opp, them I'm scorin'
These brand new Fendis on my feet
She wanna fuck when I wore Jordans
I'ma slap a thirty in the glizzy
What they call Stephen Curry
I was countin' up a half a milli'
I'm not even much worried
All the opps really pussy
I swear the whole city know it
Just wait 'til they free lil' Timmy
You know that we be 60 Rollin'
Lately, I been focused on murder
New shells on the floor
Watch Timmy beat the block up
Them niggas hate, I'm hard knock
We spin the block every time they talk
Run 'em down with that Glock 9
That Juvenile, that Boosie Boo
That back in 1999