Quando Rondo - Red Eye lyrics

(JT on the track again)
As a matter fact, pulled up with extra ammo
(Samy made this shit)
Stopped by the store, me and my loc
Like get a pack of Camels
(Damn, Jam, this shit a vibe)
Every day we head hunting, redrum-ing

IIIIII can't keep it out my fucking mind
We wait 'til nighttime, then we ride
Dirt certified behind the wheel
Them bullets flying
Ayy, I know I say this every time
We really live the life of crime
Load it up, dust, ashes to ashes
No choice but duck, we'll shake them
Blast it
My VVs blinding like some headlights
Roll that dope up, ha, dead guy
Stick came with a red eye
He shouldn't have never had his head high


They ran him down, he had a head price
How the cops gon' catch me? This a red eye
(Oh, yeah)
Choppers out when I jump out the car
Fresh like a dead body

I be in the trenches with them youngins
Waiting on they stimmy
Glock 4-0 extension, another homi'
It's just me and Timmy
Four more of them bitches speaking on me
Aim it at their fitteds
Fuck the opps, they broke
Ain't got no money
Plus we fucked their bitches
Spin with your rod, now let that fire hit
Lil' youngin really 'bout it
Put that smoke out like a fireman
We be fighting dogs inside the yard
I feel like Michael Vick
Hell nah, that ain't no righteous shit
I be on something locced out
Rich and Rolling on some rider shit
Beefing with the whole town, slit his throat
Some Michael Myers shit
Could have signed to Motown
But it's fuck 'em, never Broke Again
Since he in love with that bitch
Make sure he don't see that ho again
Shake 'til the scope off of the stick just
To put it on this pole again
I bet that chopper make 'em get
Back, ain't no Get Back, nigga
Fuck you want? Ski gon' be sleeping with a
Stick out by the door
It ain't no running up
Late night, we creepin' on they
Bitch ass, get down low
Drac' got a hundred up
Bitch, plus my pockets got a hundred in 'em
I bet that rod take out a hundred men
A hundred men

I can't keep it out my fucking mind
We wait 'til nighttime, then we ride
Dirt certified behind the wheel
Them bullets flying
Ayy, I know I say this every time
We really live the life of crime
Load it up, dust, ashes to ashes
No choice but duck, we'll shake them
Blast it
My VVs blinding like some headlights
Roll that dope up, ha, dead guy
Stick came with a red eye
He shouldn't have never had his head high
They ran him down, he had a head price
How the cops gon' catch me? This a red eye
(Oh, yeah)
Choppers out when I jump out the car
Fresh like a dead body

3-0 in my 4-0, fuck 5-0 'cause, bitch
I'm 6-0
Hit from the back, bitch, let my dick go
Like fuck that, watch the pistol pick-roll
We popped the car then let that stick blow
To get with us, you need 'bout 6-0
Jump out all-black, I'm with a rich ho
They jump out, black gon' pull a kickdoor
For fifteen hundred, youngin knocked 'em off
We gon' kill 'em all by one-by-one
I want the top dog
Really fucked up in the head
Might let a junkie eat my dick and balls
They got my thug inside the
Feds, when he touch down
He get the biggest Glock
Two double cups, I'm sipping red
To bring the X down, plus this Adderall
Supressor on the Glock with thirty
Shots inside the Gen 4
They quick to link up with the opps
That's every time they know the pressure on
Same day that Timmy get out, he'll go back
In love with busting domes
Lil' brother bust that nigga head 'cause
He got caught without that pole

Come here, where you going?
Pull off, pull off, skrrt
Hello? Ayy, turn on the news real quick
It is getting outrageous, seventeen murders
Every day we head hunting
Redrum-ing, redrum-ing, redrum-ing, yeah

I can't keep it out my fucking mind
We wait 'til nighttime, then we ride
Dirt certified behind the wheel
Them bullets flying
Ayy, I know I say this every time
We really live the life of crime
Load it up, dust, ashes to ashes
No choice but duck, we'll shake them
Blast it
My VVs blinding like some headlights
Roll that dope up, ha, dead guy
Stick came with a red eye
He shouldn't have never had his head high
They ran him down, he had a head price
How the cops gon' catch me? This a red eye
(Oh, yeah)
Choppers out when I jump out the car
Fresh like a dead body