[Verse 1: L'A Capone]
We play for keeps
The whole hood know me
No n***as they ain't on the block, making gwop, trynna' feed the team
Gotta' muh' f**in' dot, no circle
Big 30 hanging out, no curfew
One call, yeah Booka gon' murk you
Sneak diss, man that's gon' hurt you
Oh yeah, we taking sh**
Steady running from the jakes and sh**
When we reach the top, we can stop doing this basic sh**
Cause I'll ride or die for my n***as
I'll get crucified for my n***as
You'll never see a one-on-one, f** boy
The whole squad gon' get you
These n***as so phony though
They'll act like ya' homie though
'Till they see some bands, but it ain't ya' mans, he just bail like Romeo
And I'm still by the corner store
f** all this rapping bro
Might think it's a concert, and get beyond hurt, cause we clapping hoe
Now roll that dope sh**
On the block we smoking sh**
And n***as die cause the cops come quicker than a muh' f**in' doctor, sh**!
It's one thing I never did, and that's love a b**h
Cause I'm drilling sh**, I only love my clique
My OG told me slow down
See a opp then he get blowed down
Take him down, then smoke his whole pound
Aw, they deep, huh? Empty the round
Get caught and I won't make a sound
But it's dead cause I'm shooting out of town
We sell green, white, but no brown
I'm finna' bust a sell right now
These n***as ain't really in the field
Lil' Folks going in for the k**
Late night, trynna' creep with the steel
Shondale, how that hot sh** feel?
And I love when I'm off that pill
Can't change, boy I'm too real
They say real n***as don't say they real, well f** n***a I'm real
And if he can't break bread he fake
I had one more buck on my plate
It was me and bro, we was in the store
And both of us got fifty centy cakes
A b**h can't tell me she's late
The condoms I use don't break
We at the starting point of this race sh**
We gonna' win, n***a I can't wait!
[Transition: RondoNumbaNine]
Taking off, let's get it!
L'A, what up bro?
L'A Capone in the cut
L'A Capone f** 'em up!
[Verse 2: RondoNumbaNine]
Rondo'll gamble with ya' soul
GDK, f** a Brick, get exposed
In the hood strapped up, bunch of poles
Jakes snatch me up and you know I can't fold
Six Hunnid, free my n***a D. Rose
All these hoes kinda' getting too old
I ain't playing no lovers games with them lover gangs, n***as getting smoked
Yeah it's a lotta' shooters on my squad
Yeah it's a lotta' shooters on my squad
And if he holding on that work he getting robbed
Tec on my neck, I don't need no bodyguard
These n***as be crazy!
These n***as don't tote!
These n***as think it's a joke, let me see a opp, I'mma blow!
See a lotta' n***as say I changed
Cause Rondo done made a lil' change
I still claim the set I claim
And I ain't going trynna' take my chain
D Block, free my n***a M Thang!
Steve Drive, that's my campaign
And I will never switch, that just don't exist
Cause that's blood on my name
Yeah I'm a shooter, b**h
Tay Six Hunnid up them Rugers quick
Dead beat pops, got raised by the block
I was trynna' make it flip
He was probably wit' his moms
He was probably on the porch
Since a youngin', b**h I been that n***a
I was blowing the torch
You-you know how I rock, n***a
They-they know how I rock, n***a
Cdai got 22 shots, n***a
Add 8 more, that's a mop, n***a
n***as do all that talk
My n***as come from that code
Rock a opp, they could take that loss
Six Hunnid, b**h Rondo the boss!
[Outro: RondoNumbaNine]
Let's get it!
Let's get it!
Bang!
A lotta' shooters
Free D. Rose, he f** 'em up!