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Quando Rondo - Red Eye lyrics

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Red Eye by Quando Rondo


[Intro]
(JT on the track again)
As a matter fact, pulled up with extra ammo
(Samy made this sh*t)
Stopped by the store, me and my Loc, like get a pack of Camels
(Damn, Jam, this sh*t a vibe)
Every day we head hunting, red rumming
[Chorus]
I can’t keep it out my f**king mind
We wait ’til night time then we ride
Durk certified behind the wheel, them bullets flying
I know I say this every time, we really live the life of crime
Load it up, dust ’em (Ashes), no trust but duck, won’t 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 never had his head high
They ran him down, he had a head price
How the cops gone catch me? This a red eye (Aw yeah)
Choppers out when I jump out the car, fresh like a dead body
[Verse 1]
I be in the trenches with them youngins waiting on they steal me
Glock 4-0 extension, another hommie, it’s just me and Timmy
Four mo’ of them b**ches speaking on me, aim it at they fitteds
f**k the opps, they broke, ain’t got no money, plus we f**k them b**ches
Spin with your rod and let that fire hit
Lil’ youngin really ’bout it, put that smoke out like a fireman
We be fighting dogs inside the yard, I felt like Michael Vick
Hell nah, that ain’t no ratchet sh*t
I be on some nova rich and rolling on some rider sh*t
Beefing with that ho talk, slit his throat, some Michael Myers sh*t
Could’ve signed to Motown, but it’s f**k ’em, Never Broke Again
Say she in love with that b**ch, 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 f**k
We gon’ be sleeping with a stick right by the door, it ain’t no running up
Late night, we Crippin’ on they b**ch-ass, get down low, Drac’ got a hundred up
b**ch, plus my pockets got a hundred in it
I bet that rod take out a hundred man, a hundred man
[Chorus]
I can’t keep it out my f**king mind
We wait ’til night time then we ride
Durk certified behind the wheel, them bullets flying
I know I say this every time, we really live the life of crime
Load it up, dust ’em (Ashes), no trust but duck, won’t 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 never had his head high
They ran him down, he had a head price
How the cops gone catch me? This a red eye (Aw yeah)
Choppers out when I jump out the car, fresh like a dead body
[Verse 2]
3-0 in my 4-0, f**k 54 ’cause b**ch I’m 6-0
Hit from the back, b**ch, let my dick go
Like f**k that, watch the p**s ho
We popped the car and let that stick blow
To get with us, you need ’bout six
Jump out all-black, I’m with a rich ho
Back jump all-black, gon’ pull a kickdoor
For 1500, youngin’ knocked ’em off
We gon’ kill ’em all by one by one, I want the top dog
Really f**ked 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, my thirty shots inside of chain claw
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
[Interlude]
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, red rumming, red rumming, red rumming, yeah
[Chorus]
I can’t keep it out my f**king mind
We wait ’til night time then we ride
Durk certified behind the wheel, them bullets flying
I know I say this every time, we really live the life of crime
Load it up, dust ’em (Ashes), no trust but duck, won’t 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 never had his head high
They ran him down, he had a head price
How the cops gone catch me? This a red eye (Aw yeah)
Choppers out when I jump out the car, fresh like a dead body



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