[Intro: Quando Rondo]
(Cxb know he go crazy)
Man, this shit crazy
I can't even go to sleep without my bible at the head of the bed, man (Nah, for real)
Uh, drug lovin', late night, guns bustin'
One hundred, straight thuggin', I love it
Uh, keep it tight, gun huggin', no tusslin'
Street life, married to the hood hustlin' (Spacy got this sauce, ho)

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
My codefendant folded on me, I can't even trust myself
He in there sick with no money, gettin' sicker in that cell
I get that picture they don't love me, I'm feelin' like, "Nah, for real"
My lil' nigga told me he hungry, all he know is rob and kill
I swear, I swеar that the gang keep flowin', sippin' out a pint, a liter
I swear, I swеar that the pain keep showin', but he never act like he hurt

[Verse 1: Lul Timm]
All these bodies on my conscience, huh?
Crazy, catch him walkin' out a party, hop out, walk him down
Baby, I got cheddar on my noggin, my revolver out
Lasers, I got stretchers, I got coffins in my mama house
They praise them all on Dida, I been thuggin' at my grandma house
Bodies, I got plenty, they won't go away
Top shotta, I got plenty, no way, José
Plenty cases I done beat, who your lawyer? I'ma pay him
Undefeated in the streets, I know they plottin' just to take him
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