Real Steppa Lyrics – Quando Rondo
Real Steppa song Details:
Song Name: Real Steppa
Singer: Quando Rondo
Composer: Quando Rondo
Lyrics by: Quando Rondo
Smith & wesson, pull up, strike down like the talibaan
I had too stack it, different colors in my rubber band
I am far from average, different bi^^hes switchin’ by the day
My pistol clappin’, think it’s time too see the reverend
Late night, we trappin’ on the back streets
Who the f^^k say they want smoke with my cousin
You know you ain’t gotta ask me
Whole 100 rounds from out the mac, no free dumpin’
50 pounds inside the back seat
No, we not only thuggin’, we smugglin’
I told that bi^^h that I had loved her
But told the gang that it’s f^^k her
I told ’em, uhh-uhh
Police steady askin’ ’bout murders
I told ’em, I don’t know
No, I don’t got no rats in my circle
All I know is jump out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip, that’s for certain
Meet me at the crossroads
I am goin’ in that double r, smokin’ purple
.223, just like them jordan twelve’s
We come through, steppin’ through
Wherever, tryna leave some shells
Think you could find somebody
Better leave and take the stairs
I finally ran up my cheddar, now my chains in layers
I f^^ked on her, her, her, & her
She thought she was my girl
These people see who we done murked
Now we against the world
Blue double r, vanilla seats
I pull up, sippin’ syrup
‘bout forty shots let out the car
We left him by the curb
Smith and wesson, pull up, strike down like the taliban
I had to stack it, different colors in my rubber band
I am far from average, different bi^^hes switchin’ by the day
My pistol clappin’, think it’s time too see the reverend
Late night, we trappin’ on the back streets
Who the f^^k say they want smoke with my cousin
You know you ain’t gotta ask me
Whole hundred rounds from out the mac, no free dumpin’
50 pounds inside the back seat
No, we not only thuggin’, we smugglin’
I told that bi^^h that I had loved her
But told the gang that it’s f^^k her
I told ’em, uhh-uhh
Police steady askin’ ’bout murders
I told ’em, I don’t know
No, I don’t got no rats in my circle
All I know is jump out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip, that’s for certain
Meet me at the crossroads
I am goin’ in that double r, smokin’ purple
I know my ex-bi^^h felt was special
‘til she seen me buy this necklace for my next bi^^h
That black lean bottle like a baby bottle
Flew in straight from texas
That vegas model wanna swallow mine
But I don’t do no textin’
I done f^^ked around & crashed the ‘rari
Tryna come through in my section
No, I don’t really like too goo too parties
‘cause jump out gang, know we get reckless
And you can catch me geeked up off narcotics
Geeked like famous dex
You wastin’ time, don’t wanna hear your knowledge
It’s no more lost like god bless you
I am from the projects, so it’s f^^k college,
Dropped out & didn’t came back next year
Smith & wesson, pull up, strike down like the taliban
I had too stack it, different colors in my rubber band
I am far from average, different bi^^hes switchin’ by the day
My pistol clappin’, think it’s time too see the reverend
Late night, we trappin’ on the back streets
Who the f^^k say they want smoke with my cousin
You know you ain’t gotta ask me
Whole hundred rounds from out the mac, no free dumpin’
50 pounds inside the back seat
No, we not only thuggin’, we smugglin’
I told that bi^^h that I had loved her
But told the gang that it’s f^^k her
I told ’em, uhh-uhh
Police steady askin’ ’bout murders
I told ’em, I don’t know
No, I don’t got no rats in my circle
All I know is jump out
We catch an opp, we dump the clip, that’s for certain
Meet me at the crossroads
I am goin’ in that double r, smokin’ purple
