[Intro: NH Skilo & Quando Rondo]
Neighborhood Skilo, what the fuck be rollin'?
Two double cup, no Cappucino, spin then split him open
Who want some smoke, no Al Capone, hit they block in a stolen
Go hard or home, my ratchet tucked, them sticks stay locked and loaded
[Verse 1: NH Skilo]
365, we slingin' iron, sellin' crack on the nine
I done been through everything in life, ain't tryna press rewind
From pistol clappin' and trappin', tryin' rappin' this time
Locked in the pen, ol' mama died, I'm sleepin' with my knife
Big F&N, now up and blast, creepin' through the night
My mama son hit me in my back, so I can't trust nobody
Why the fuck you got tear drop tatted? You ain't got no bodies
My sister dead, I'm far from heavеn, I want to crush somebody
Presidential tint, ridin' 'round in Caddy likе I know Joe Biden
One in the head, ridin' through Cali', with them blues behind me
Stood on all ten, in the Feds and I'm still promotin' violence
Stood on all ten, in the Feds, I'm still promotin' violence...
[Hook: Quando Rondo]
Tell me, have you ever fucked with a thug nigga?
Forever ridin' 'round with it tucked, it ain't no love in him
Shots fired off, he should've ducked, I left a slug in him
Tire came off, hit up they truck, from out the mud, nigga
63 shots like I know Duck, I pass the pole to bro
Everytime it's up, no postin' by that sto'
I catch a cut on 41 with my bro
You bite the dust and get filled up with holes
Ain't got no trust, not fallin' for these hoes
It's always us, can't go against the rope
I run with real deal steppers, fuck with us, then we gon' slit your throat
Neighborhood Skilo, what the fuck be rollin'?
Two double cup, no Cappucino, spin then split him open
Who want some smoke, no Al Capone, hit they block in a stolen
Go hard or home, my ratchet tucked, them sticks stay locked and loaded
[Verse 1: NH Skilo]
365, we slingin' iron, sellin' crack on the nine
I done been through everything in life, ain't tryna press rewind
From pistol clappin' and trappin', tryin' rappin' this time
Locked in the pen, ol' mama died, I'm sleepin' with my knife
Big F&N, now up and blast, creepin' through the night
My mama son hit me in my back, so I can't trust nobody
Why the fuck you got tear drop tatted? You ain't got no bodies
My sister dead, I'm far from heavеn, I want to crush somebody
Presidential tint, ridin' 'round in Caddy likе I know Joe Biden
One in the head, ridin' through Cali', with them blues behind me
Stood on all ten, in the Feds and I'm still promotin' violence
Stood on all ten, in the Feds, I'm still promotin' violence...
[Hook: Quando Rondo]
Tell me, have you ever fucked with a thug nigga?
Forever ridin' 'round with it tucked, it ain't no love in him
Shots fired off, he should've ducked, I left a slug in him
Tire came off, hit up they truck, from out the mud, nigga
63 shots like I know Duck, I pass the pole to bro
Everytime it's up, no postin' by that sto'
I catch a cut on 41 with my bro
You bite the dust and get filled up with holes
Ain't got no trust, not fallin' for these hoes
It's always us, can't go against the rope
I run with real deal steppers, fuck with us, then we gon' slit your throat
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