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letra de 3 options - quando rondo

quando rondo [verse 1]
they locked my uncle up in prison he just wrote me a letter
he told me don’t entertain bullsh-t just stack up my cheddar
on top of that don’t trust these n-gg-s cause they change like the weather
don’t put your trust inside these b-tches cause forever is never
i told him how n-gg-s dissin’ and i never even met ’em
my main partner went to snitchin’ i can’t wait til i catch ’em
plus my p.o steady trippin’ cause i keep failing my p-ss test
back to back i’m steady sipping plus i keep poppin’ these percocets
i’m to the point where sh-t ain’t funny back to back i’m smoking cigarettes
when everybody askin’ for money it’s kinda hard to run up a check
say my aunt left him for dead, [?]
quick to bust a n-gg- head when it’s over that sh-t not talked about
i ain’t tell you bout that n-gg- called his self shooting up grandma house
now i got to hit his street and let his neighbors hear that chopper shout
this the same -ss n-gg- that use to sleep on my momma couch
feelin’ like f-ck it in public, lil leeky in public hoppin’ out
feds just did a sweep again they tryna get the gang over
sippin’ all this liquor i might f-ck around have a hangover
hustle hard to the game over, i can’t wait til this pain over
them n-gg-s wasn’t on my level it was time to switch the lane over

[hook]
i got some charges pending but i steady be spinnin’
pee told me i was goin broke but i steady be spinnin’
i’m a convicted felon but i still keep a weapon
they say the life i live three options that’s jail, h-ll or heaven
i got some charges pending but i steady be spinnin’
pee told me i was goin broke but i steady be spinnin’
i’m a convicted felon but i still keep a weapon
they say the life i live three options that’s jail, h-ll or heaven

boosie [verse 2]
i grew up thuggin like f-ck it
bust that b-tch up in public
i made it past twenty-one m-th-f-cker i’m lucky
bustin’ that thirty, thirty times ain’t no way you can duck it
i’m out that bottom, king lobster of the crabs in the bucket
i clear some yards with the draco (yea, yea, yea)
i got some n-gg-s goin’ hard when i say so (yea yea)
i got a couple options
get on the road and get it poppin’ i depend on my artist i hope they got me
off the parole back on the purp
waitin’ on c-murda, waitin’ on b.g to jump them last couple hurdles
if they try you will you murder or would you let that sh-t go
you got options handle your business or be labeled a hoe

- quando rondo

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