Quando Rondo - Poetic Justice Lyrics

(DJ Swift on the track)

(Got seventeen in this Nina)

(Mook got the keys jumping)



Youngin' on the corner with 17 in his Nina

Drunken love from a Corona, I shouldn't have showed her I need her

That's picture they paint it for me, ain't nothing like Mona Lisa

And hella smoke from out the MAC, back to back, blowin' reefa

Same hoes, these niggas love and I f*ck and they think they keepers

Whoever thought the menace would sell out a whole arena

I'm 'bout my racks like tennis, got a bitch look like Serena

No matter what your mama tell you, just know I love you Selena

Where I'm from, you gotta tote one 'cause its legal

My father told me back in '01 it was Dickies and beepers

I'm sneaking Perky's on the plane even though it's illegal

I know that they don't feel my pain even though they my people

I tried to tell the gang to hit 'em, I guess he didn't believe me

I swear to God I f*ck with shawty 'cause keep me a secret

Spin on they block, empty out clips from my lil' nigga up d'ed

Shout out them OG's keep it real, pass out more work than a teacher

Watch how that money make him change, he left his team on the bleachers

This Crip shit running in my veins like I got poked with a needle

Them hitters come and kick your door, they got recruited by FIFA

My heart colder than last December, put my hope in this heater



Told Jo let's take a trip to Cali just to see what bags cheaper

My youngin' posted in the alley in all black, jeepers creepers

Shout out to my lil' white bitch ass, I get the coke from her people

Got a lil' gutter bitch named Lisa, she gon' suck the whole team up

And I remember all them Aston Martin dreams, not a Bimmer

She a keeper, but I'm for damn sure gon' leave her

I'm so sick, double cup, you know I'm livin' t'd up

For a brick, dope boys in the hood gon' swang those V's up

Violence, I condone it, I just hope that you don't freeze up

I come from the corner where you wanna keep your heat tucked

Mike Amiri denim jeans you know about 60 G's up

Shout out the plug, blue black amigo, yeah we love the re-up



Youngin' on the corner with 17 in his Nina

Drunken love from a Corona, I shouldn't have showed her I need her

That's picture they paint it for me, ain't nothing like Mona Lisa

And hella smoke from out the MAC, back to back, blowin' reefa

Same hoes, these niggas love and I f*ck and they think they keepers

Whoever thought the menace would sell out a whole arena

I'm 'bout my racks like tennis, got a bitch look like Serena

No matter what your mama tell you, just know I love you Selena

Where I'm from, you gotta tote one 'cause its legal

My father told me back in '01 it was Dickies and beepers

I'm sneaking Perky's on the plane even though it's illegal

I know that they don't feel my pain even though they my people

I tried to tell the gang to hit 'em, I guess he didn't believe me

I swear to God I f*ck with shawty 'cause keep me a secret

Spin on they block, empty out clips from my lil' nigga up d'ed

Shout out them OG's keep it real, pass out more work than a teacher

Watch how that money make him change, he left his team on the bleachers

This Crip shit running in my veins like I got poked with a needle

Them hitters come and kick your door, they got recruited by FIFA

My heart colder than last December, put my hope in this heater