Quando Rondo - Red Eye lyrics

[Intro] (JT on the track again) As a matter fact, pulled up with extra ammo (Samy made this sh*t) Stopped by the store, me and my Loc, like get a pack of Camels (Damn, Jam, this sh*t a vibe) Every day we head hunting, redrum-ing [Chorus] I-I-I-I-I-I can't keep it out my fu*king mind We wait 'til night time then we ride Bro certified behind the wheel, them bullets flying Ayy, I know I say this every time We really live the life of crime Load it up, dust, ashes to ashes No choice but duck, we'll shake them, blast it My VVs blinding like some headlights Roll that dope up, ha, dead guy Stick came with a red eye He shouldn't have never had his head high They ran him down, he had a head price How the cops gon' catch me? This a red eye (Oh, yeah) Choppers out when I jump out the car, fresh like a dead body [Verse 1] I be in the trenches with them youngins, waiting on they stimmy Glock 4-0 extension, another homi', it's just me and Timmy Four more of them b*tches speaking on me, aim it at their fitteds fu*k the opps, they broke, ain't got no money, plus we fu*ked their b*tches Spin with your rod, now let that fire hit Lil' youngin really 'bout it, put that smoke out like a fireman We be fighting dogs inside the yard, I feel like Michael Vick Hell nah, that ain't no righteous sh*t I be on something locced out, Richie rolling on some rider sh*t Beefing with the whole town, slit his throat, some Michael Myers sh*t Could have signed to Motown, but it's fu*k 'em, Never Broke Again Says he in love with that b*tch, make sure he don't see that ho again Shake 'til the scope off of the stick just to put it on this pole again I bet that chopper make 'em get back, ain't no Get Back, ni**a, fu*k King Von Ski gon' be sleeping with a stick out by the door, it ain't no running up Late night, we creepin' on they b*tch-ass, get down low, Drac' got a hundred up b*tch, plus my pockets got a hundred in 'em I bet that rod take out a hundred men, a hundred men [Chorus] I can't keep it out my fu*king mind We wait 'til night time then we ride Bro certified behind the wheel, them bullets flying Ayy, I know I say this every time We really live the life of crime Load it up, dust, ashes to ashes No choice but duck, we'll shake them, blast it My VVs blinding like some headlights Roll that dope up, ha, dead guy Stick came with a red eye He shouldn't have never had his head high They ran him down, he had a head price How the cops gon' catch me? This a red eye (Oh, yeah) Choppers out when I jump out the car, fresh like a dead body [Verse 2] 3-0 in my 4-0, fu*k 5-0 'cause, b*tch, I'm 6-0 Hit from the back, b*tch, let my dick go Like fu*k that, watch the pistol pick-roll We popped the car then let that stick blow To get with us, you need 'bout 6-0 Jump out all-black, I'm with a rich ho They jump out, black gon' pull a kickdoor For fifteen hundred, youngin knocked 'em off We gon' kill 'em all by one-by-one, I want the top dog Really fu*ked up in the head, might let a junkie eat my dick and balls They got my thug inside the feds, when he touch down, he get the biggest Glock Two double cups, I'm sipping red to bring the X down, plus this Adderall Supressor on the Glock with thirty shots inside the chain claw They quick to link up with the opps, that's every time they know the pressure on Same day that Timmy get out, he'll go back, in love with busting domes Lil' brother bust that ni**a head 'cause he got caught without that pole [Interlude] Come here, where you going? Pull off, pull off, skrrt Hello? Ayy, turn on the news real quick It is getting outrageous, seventeen murders Every day we head hunting, redrum-ing, redrum-ing, redrum-ing, yeah [Chorus] I can't keep it out my fu*king mind We wait 'til night time then we ride Bro certified behind the wheel, them bullets flying Ayy, I know I say this every time We really live the life of crime Load it up, dust, ashes to ashes No choice but duck, we'll shake them, blast it My VVs blinding like some headlights Roll that dope up, ha, dead guy Stick came with a red eye He shouldn't have never had his head high They ran him down, he had a head price How the cops gon' catch me? This a red eye (Oh, yeah) Choppers out when I jump out the car, fresh like a dead body