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Artiste : Quando Rondo
Titre : Dead Wrong
(I need to speak to Mike Laury)
These niggas now what the fuck goin´ on (Yeah, you got Mike Laury)
You know that I´m one real, yeah
All my niggas really ´bout to come through the cut and let that bitch bang (Dubba-AA flex, Q-R-N, hah, hah, hah)

(This Is The Sound)

And I say uptown, downtown, blue flags all around
Chitty Chitty Gang gon´ let it bang
Big glizzy, it stay tucked, y´all pussy niggas know what´s up
Forty thousand with a dub if one of y´all bring back his brain
Like tell me what is you saying?
I´m from a corner where they bangin´ Crip gang
Ain´t no discussion once you speak on my name
Send him to sleep with his mans
Go ask the city ´bout who really be slaying
Outside his house, inside the bushes, we laying
I want him down in the grave

They say, "You dead wrong"
I just left the grave from seeing Ralphie, kissed his headstone

I be in a rush, call me blue monster, Sonic Hedgehog
I just got a Glock, came in from Russia, need a red dot
Put him to sleep just like some Wock´ or Robitussin, need his dreadlocks
I´m countin´ up these dead guys
Beretta, I can´t lack mine
Like for the cheddar, I collect mine
Like make sure one inside the glizzy, ain´t no stoppin´ at them red lights
Hunnid round drum look like some titties on the glizzy in the Redeye
Don´t tuck that gun ´cause that´s for Leeky when he get to doin´ fed time
She text my phone like, "Come and see me," she know I can make her bed rock
You bust his dome, don´t show no pity, spin again, and let a hunnid fly

Like leave me ´lone, I´m on my grizzy, trying stake me up a hunnid, yah

And I say uptown, downtown, blue flags all around
Chitty Chitty Gang gon´ let it bang
Big glizzy, it stay tucked, y´all pussy niggas know what´s up
Forty thousand with a dub if one of y´all bring back his brain
Like tell me what is you saying?
I´m from a corner where they bangin´ Crip gang
Ain´t no discussion once you speak on my name
Send him to sleep with his mans
Go ask the city ´bout who really be slaying
Outside his house, inside the bushes, we laying
I want him down in the grave