Corner Store RondoNumbaNine (Ft. Boss Top)

[Intro: BossTop]
Numba' Nine roll up, bro!
Rondo yelling Six Hunnid
Rip Munna, Rip L'A!
FTO, man
Glock Boys, you know how we rockin, man!

[Chorus: RondoNumbaNine]
Coolin' in O Block, smoking loud pack with Boss Top, and Cdai, 22 shots
Switching lanes in a foreign car
For the squad, bitch we go hard, try to try us, you ain't gon' make it far!
We gotta' lot of Glocks for the fucking war
And bitch we still posted by that corner store

[Verse 1: RondoNumbaNine]
I got this chopper wit' no kick back
Ride on him then I blow his shit back
These niggas woofing I ain't with the chit chat
I'm in the foreign riding round with big Macs
Whatever you niggas on, I'm on that
Me and Cdai coolin', smoking loud pack
He got that work, run in, I need that!
Swirl wrap 'em up for a kidnap
These thots calling, "Why they all on me?"
You talking to them, "No, you ain't not homie!"
I do my work all by my lonely
And I got this fame, now they think I'm phony
I run the game like my name Tony
I'm shooting shit like my name Ginóbili
Squad shit, bitch!
And I'm Numba' Nine from the six!