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RondoNumbaNine

Play for Keeps

[Verse 1]L'A Capone

We play for keeps
The whole hood know me
No new niggas, they ain't on the block making guap trying to feed the team
Got a Motherfucking dot, no circle
Big thirty hitting out, no curfew
One call, we gonna murk you
Sneak diss, man that's gonna hurt you
Oh yea, we taking shit
Steady running from the jakes
When we reach the top we can stop doing this basic shit
Cause I'd ride and die for my niggas
I'd get crucified for my niggas
You'll never see a one on one fuck boy
The whole squad gonna get you
These niggas so phony though
They'll act like your homie though
They see some bands, but they ain't your man
They'll just be like Romeo
And I'm still by the corner store
Fuck all this rapping bro
Might think this a concert
And get beyond hurt, cuz we clapping
Now roll that dope or sip, on the block we smoking shit
And nigga die because the cops come quick, but motherucker ain't doctors shit
It's one thing I never did, and that's love a bitch
Cuz I'm driller sick, I only love my clique
But Odee told me to slow down
I see an opp and he get blown down
Take him down and smoke his whole pound
Are they deep, now empty the round
Get caught but I won't make a sound
But its dead cause I'm shooting out of town
Feeling grand like Nino Brown
Finna bust a shell right now
These niggas ain't really in the field
Them folks going in for the kill
Late night trying to creep with the steel
Shondale how that hot shit feel
And I love when I'm off that pill
Can't change boy I'm too real
They say real niggas don't say they're real
Well fuck nigga I'm real
And if he can't break bread he fake
I had one more buck in my plate
It was me and bro, we was in the store
And both of us got 50 cent cakes
A bitch can't tell me she late
The condom I use don't break
We at the starter point of this race
We gonna win, nigga I can't wait

[Verse 2]RondoNumbaNine

Rondo come for your soul
GDK fuck a brick and expose
In the hood, chopped up with the poles
Jakes snatch me up, but you know I can't fold
600 for my nigga D-Rose
All these hoes gonna get him too old
I ain't playing no love or games
Since love and games get niggas smoke
Yes there's a lotta shooters in my squad
Yes there's a lotta shooters in my squad
If he holding on the work he get robbed
Check on my neck, I don't need a bodyguard
These niggas be crazy
These niggas don't tote
These niggas think it's a joke
Let me see an opp, I'm Blowing
See a lot of niggas I change
Cause Rondo the middle of change
I still couldn't say I came
And I ain't gonna try and take my chain
These block for my niggas everyday
Steve Drive, that's my campaign
And I would never switch
I just don't exist
Cause there's blood on my name
Yea I'm a shooter bitch
6-600 of the rugers quick
Gabbies pop got raised by the block
I would try to make it flip
He's probably with his mom
He's probably on the porch
Since a youngin bitch I've been that nigga
I was born a torch
You know I rock nigga
They know I rock nigga
CDAI got 22 shots
Add 8 more, that's a mop nigga
Niggas do all that talking
My niggas don't come from that code
Rock an opp like I can take that loss
600 bitch run to the post



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