Quando Rondo - Dead Wrong lyrics
Quando Rondo [Tyquian Terrel Bowman] Savannah, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Quando Rondo - Dead Wrong lyrics]
(I need to speak to Mike Laury)
These niggas now what the fuck goin' on, uh
(yeah, you got Mike Laury)
You know that I'm one real, yeah
(Dubba-AA flex)
All my niggas really 'bout to come through
The cut and let that bitch bang
(Q-R-N, hah, hah, hah, This Is The Sound)
And I say uptown, downtown
Blue flags all around
Chitty chitty, gang gon' let it bang
Big glizzy, it stay tucked
Y'all pussy niggas know what's up
Forty thousand with a dub if one
Of y'all bring back his brain
Like tell me what is you saying?
I'm from a corner where
They bangin' Crip gang
Ain't no discussion once you speak on my name
Send him to sleep with his mans
Go ask the city 'bout who really be slaying
Outside his house, inside the bushes
We laying i want him down in the grave
They say, "You dead wrong"
I just left the grave from seeing Ralphie
Kissed his headstone
I be in a rush, call me blue monster
Sonic Hedgehog
I just got a Glock, came in from Russia
Need a red dot put him to sleep just like
Some Wock' or Robitussin
Need his dreadlocks
I'm steady countin' up these dead guys
Beretta, I can't lack mine
Like for the cheddar, I collect mines
Like make sure one inside the glizzy
Ain't no stoppin' at them red lights
Hundred round drum look like some titties
On the glizzy in the Redeye
Don't touch that gun 'cause that's for Leeky
When he get to doin' fed time
She text my phone like, "Come and see me
" she know I can make her bed rock
You bust his dome, don't show
No pity, spin again, and let a hundred fly
Like leave me 'lone, I'm on my grizzy
Trying stake me up a hundred, yeah
And I say uptown, downtown
Blue flags all around
Chitty chitty, gang gon' let it bang
Big glizzy, it stay tucked
Y'all pussy niggas know what's up
Forty thousand with a dub if one
Of y'all bring back his brain
Like tell me what is you saying?
I'm from a corner where
They bangin' Crip gang
Ain't no discussion once you speak on my name
Send him to sleep with his mans
Go ask the city 'bout who really be slaying
Outside his house, inside the bushes
We laying i want him down in the grave
These niggas now what the fuck goin' on, uh
(yeah, you got Mike Laury)
You know that I'm one real, yeah
(Dubba-AA flex)
All my niggas really 'bout to come through
The cut and let that bitch bang
(Q-R-N, hah, hah, hah, This Is The Sound)
And I say uptown, downtown
Blue flags all around
Chitty chitty, gang gon' let it bang
Big glizzy, it stay tucked
Y'all pussy niggas know what's up
Forty thousand with a dub if one
Of y'all bring back his brain
Like tell me what is you saying?
I'm from a corner where
They bangin' Crip gang
Ain't no discussion once you speak on my name
Send him to sleep with his mans
Go ask the city 'bout who really be slaying
Outside his house, inside the bushes
We laying i want him down in the grave
They say, "You dead wrong"
I just left the grave from seeing Ralphie
Kissed his headstone
I be in a rush, call me blue monster
Sonic Hedgehog
I just got a Glock, came in from Russia
Need a red dot put him to sleep just like
Some Wock' or Robitussin
Need his dreadlocks
I'm steady countin' up these dead guys
Beretta, I can't lack mine
Like for the cheddar, I collect mines
Like make sure one inside the glizzy
Ain't no stoppin' at them red lights
Hundred round drum look like some titties
On the glizzy in the Redeye
Don't touch that gun 'cause that's for Leeky
When he get to doin' fed time
She text my phone like, "Come and see me
" she know I can make her bed rock
You bust his dome, don't show
No pity, spin again, and let a hundred fly
Like leave me 'lone, I'm on my grizzy
Trying stake me up a hundred, yeah
And I say uptown, downtown
Blue flags all around
Chitty chitty, gang gon' let it bang
Big glizzy, it stay tucked
Y'all pussy niggas know what's up
Forty thousand with a dub if one
Of y'all bring back his brain
Like tell me what is you saying?
I'm from a corner where
They bangin' Crip gang
Ain't no discussion once you speak on my name
Send him to sleep with his mans
Go ask the city 'bout who really be slaying
Outside his house, inside the bushes
We laying i want him down in the grave