Quando Rondo - Real Steppa lyrics

Tyquian Terrel Bowman

[Quando Rondo - Real Steppa lyrics]

(AyeDrob, this shit hit's)

Smith & Wesson, pull up
Skrrt down like the Taliban
I had to stack it
Different colors in my rubber band
I'm far from average
Different bitches switchin' by the day
My pistol clappin'
Think it's time to see the reverend
Late night, we trappin' on the backstreets
Who the fuck say they want
Smoke with my cousin?
You know you ain't gotta ask me, whole
Hundred rounds from out the MAC
No free dumpin'
Fifty pounds inside the back seat
No, we not only thuggin', we smugglin'
I told that bitch that I had loved her
But told the gang that it's fuck her

I told 'em, "Uh uh"
Police steady askin' 'bout murders
I told 'em, "I don't know"
No, I ain't got no rats in my circlе
All I know is Jump Out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip
That's for cеrtain meet me at the crossroads
I'm goin' in that double R, smokin' purple

223 just like them Jordan 12's
We come through, steppin' through wherever
Tryna leave some shells
Think you could find somebody better?
Leave and take the stairs
I finally ran up my cheddar
Now my chains in layers
I fucked on her, her, her, and her
She thought she was my girl (Nah)
These people see who we done murked
Now we against the world (yeah)
Blue double R, vanilla seats, I pull up
Sippin' syrup
'Bout forty shots let out the car
We left him by the curb (Brrah)

Smith & Wesson, pull up
Skrrt down like the Taliban
I had to stack it
Different colors in my rubber band
I'm far from average
Different bitches switchin' by the day
My pistol clappin'
Think it's time to see the reverend
Late night, we trappin' on the backstreets
Who the fuck say they want
Smoke with my cousin?
You know you ain't gotta ask me, whole
Hundred rounds from out the MAC
No free dumpin'
Fifty pounds inside the back seat
No, we not only thuggin', we smugglin'
I told that bitch that I had loved her
But told the gang that it's fuck her

I told 'em, "Uh uh"
Police steady askin' 'bout murders
I told 'em, "I don't know"
No, I ain't got no rats in my circle
All I know is Jump Out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip
That's for certain meet me at the crossroads
I'm goin' in that double R, smokin' purple

I know my ex-bitch felt was
Special 'til she seen
Me buy this necklace for my next bitch
Black Raven bottle like a baby bottle
Flew in straight from Texas
That Vegas model wanna swallow mine
But I don't do no textin'
I done fucked around and crashed the 'Rari
Tryna come through in my section
No, I don't really like to go
To parties, 'cause Jump Out Gang
Know we get reckless
And you can catch me geeked up off narcotics
Geeked like Famous Dex
You wastin' time, don't wanna
Hear your knowledge
It's no love lost like God bless you
I'm from the projects, so it's fuck college
Dropped out and didn't came back next year

Smith & Wesson, pull up
Skrrt down like the Taliban
I had to stack it
Different colors in my rubber band
I'm far from average
Different bitches switchin' by the day
My pistol clappin'
Think it's time to see the reverend
Late night, we trappin' on the backstreets
Who the fuck say they want
Smoke with my cousin?
You know you ain't gotta ask me, whole
Hundred rounds from out the MAC
No free dumpin'
Fifty pounds inside the back seat
No, we not only thuggin', we smugglin'
I told that bitch that I had loved her
But told the gang that it's fuck her

I told 'em, "Uh uh"
Police steady askin' 'bout murders
I told 'em, "I don't know"
No, I ain't got no rats in my circle
All I know is Jump Out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip
That's for certain meet me at the crossroads
I'm goin' in that double R, smokin' purple

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