Stretch Em (feat. Neighborhood Pablo)

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Rondoee

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Hi my name Is rondoee
Or the hope yea you can call me
Carry dead people in my pockets Like they zombies
Show me you a killer
I don't wanna hear no stories
Neighborhood Pablo the bitches Really adore me
If you catch em then I stretch em
I was never born to wait
F*ck you from the back
I push them ass shots right
Through your waist
They throw me the ball I strike em Out
Diamonds on she like me now
I just seen em sneeze swear to god
That we gonna wipe em down
See me in my foreign
Wanna be like me see I'm setting trends
Never was the best of friends
But I was always checking in
It's too late to make amends
Come correct or go cross your Chin
Niggas try to prey on me
I pray for them and say amen
Checking in that ain't me
99' I been a G
You a bitch so keep it P
For your bitch she leave with me
I was doing donuts from the Backstreet
We had athletes back there
It's a track meet in the backseat
We got athletes back here
Told her if she wanna f*ck me shit
Turn up the speakers then
Fucked your bitch I ain't have to
Needed me a souvenir
Headshot
Life only as bright as them fake ass Veneers
Dread not
Double park the Benz so we can all Fit in
Said she miss me I lied back I miss You more
We had nothing we was starving
We was posted at the store
Flashback saw me killing him
Standing over that boy
Flashback I'm just killing him
Standing over that boy
I'm the hottest nigga where I'm From
They know I'm the torch
I did this for my trenches
Labeled me the voice
But I'm the hero
Matter fact Im the Neighborhood Legend
Im the one in them Timbs size Eleven
And I'm stepping oh yea
She wanna shot a Julio
I told her I'm a Don
Told her call up her amigos
To my casa lets get it on
She said you love this pussy
Turned my head and I just yawned
Kicked her out Said she can't eat The dick
She said it was ramadan
White on white Benz
And you Know I'm speeding to Stars
Wanna get my mom a house
I wanted her to have it all
Anything I say I stand behind it
Nigga that's on god
Need a documentary
For all these fucking battle scars
One more blunt and I ain't Breathing
Leave your gun and I ain't leaving
Red bottoms pedals bleeding
Don't you lie and say I need you
How you bite the hand that feed You
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't lying
I'd be lying if I said I wrote a line
It go tag you it Get a bag we split
If she bad I hit
I shot dice inside the trenches
With my wrist froze
They keep looking down like When the f*ck this nigga get those?
Tip toe Tip toe Tip toe
The clip get to hanging
I get to banging diamonds singing
See my diamonds they swinging
She like me hanging
I'm the man now
I just told them pussy you a bitch
So put your hand down
Round of applause
That chopper clap so it's a man Down
Bringing up other people
For your problems
Man you bitch made
Fading niggas left and right
Im a barber give u a temp fade
Smile all in my face
And then you stab me with a Switch blade
Pushed it and I upped it on you
Sit and watch your life fade
Ask me for his bread back
Told him get that shit in blood
You a cap artist
Grab ya face and drag it through The mud
You a sweetheart wear
My diamonds in your Basement
Like a flood
If you get into some shit
Don't call my phone like you my Bud
Na na na na na
Don't f*ck with you if you ain't Blood
You ain't been through what I Been through
When I'm gone Im forever loved
Been a star since 98'
But for my spot you gonna get Clubbed
I put ice on my wrist
To cover scars it made me numb

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