New Ones (feat. NoCap) - Quando Rondo/NoCap.mp3

[00:00.475][Intro: Quando Rondo]
[00:00.989]Vicasso on another one
[00:02.593]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:04.185]SephGotTheWaves
[00:06.582]Whoa
[00:08.167]Oh, I
[00:11.620]Uh
[00:12.428][Chorus: NoCap]
[00:13.214]Run around with them same niggas, I ain't thinkin' about hangin' with new ones
[00:16.410]I'll go dig up them old rods, I ain't thinkin' about buyin' no new guns
[00:19.865]Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
[00:23.058]I'm tryna win, I ain't tryna see no tie, I ain't tryna put no suit on
[00:26.231]I can buy a hundred steaks and I still won't meet the cops
[00:29.419]My jewelry Frosted Flakes, I barely got time to see my pops
[00:32.885]For the nigga who murdered Slim, no doorbell, I'ma knock 'em off
[00:36.099]I'ma put this Glock to work, I just pray to God that he get out, yeah, yeah
[00:39.555][Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
[00:40.076]Nigga damn near thought about killin' myself 'cause I ain't wanna turn twelve
[00:43.260]When I was in the water drownin' with them sharks, they was thinkin', "Oh well"
[00:46.455]High-speed chase, went and got a room with my bitch, thinkin', "Will my ho tell?"
[00:49.646]Me and Joe Dirt locked in for life like we ain't got no bail
[00:53.096]I'ma bring my mask out (Brrah) then go hunt for the opps, no Easter
[00:56.289]See, my bank account got a new balance, I ain't talkin' about no sneaker
[00:59.469]Spray 'em down with Clorox then make the haters go sit on the bleachers
[01:02.917]No new friends like two twins, I still run with the same people
[01:05.575][Chorus: NoCap]
[01:06.378]Run around with them same niggas, I ain't thinkin' about hangin' with new ones
[01:09.828]I'll go dig up them old rods, I ain't thinkin' about buyin' no new guns
[01:13.281]Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
[01:15.935]I'm tryna win, I ain't tryna see no tie, I ain't tryna put no suit on
[01:20.160]I can buy a hundred steaks and I still won't meet the cops
[01:22.816]My jewelry Frosted Flakes, I barely got time to see my pops
[01:25.998]For the nigga who murdered Slim, no doorbell, I'ma knock 'em off
[01:29.456]I'ma put this Glock to work, I just pray to God that he get out, yeah, yeah
[01:32.641][Verse 2: NoCap]
[01:33.168]Yeah, throwed all my kicks away
[01:36.099]I got trust issues (Yeah), throwed all my kicks away
[01:39.287]Even my Christian Loubs, but ay, that's how it be
[01:43.000]I just didn't see it in you (Didn't see it in you)
[01:45.402]If I smoke cigarettes by the pack I still won't play like it's cool (Play like it's cool)
[01:48.329]I wanna take a trip to Arizona
[01:49.933]'Cause all I think about is how I'ma put my hood on like Trayvon
[01:53.634]In my zone, they tote automatics
[01:56.872]I'ma tear Burnsville down and I'ma name my projects AutoZone
[01:59.785]Last night I couldn't hear, I was too busy thinkin' 'bout death
[02:02.983]Water deep, I shoulda been Michael after all this pain I felt, yeah
[02:06.689]Everybody around me armed, like they ain't got no legs
[02:09.617]I told 'em to bear with me, but I had lost a couple Teds
[02:13.337]I seen so many starvin', they took chances and went fed
[02:16.524]Dreams of BET but I'm still in the hood tryna catch a bet
[02:19.717]Spend a couple thousand on shoes, it's cool, we'll get it back tomorrow
[02:22.902]Runnin' with the same niggas since I was little so we gon' pull up in Ferraris
[02:26.360][Chorus: NoCap]
[02:26.630]Run around with them same niggas, I ain't thinkin' about hangin' with new ones
[02:29.824]I'll go dig up them old rods, I ain't thinkin' about buyin' no new guns
[02:33.274]Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
[02:35.943]I'm tryna win, I ain't tryna see no tie, I ain't tryna put no suit on
[02:39.669]I can buy a hundred steaks and I still won't meet the cops
[02:42.851]My jewelry Frosted Flakes, I barely got time to see my pops
[02:46.042]For the nigga who murdered Slim, no doorbell, I'ma knock 'em off
[02:49.214]I'ma put this Glock to work, I just pray to God that he get out, yeah, yeah