Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1999, artist - Quando Rondo. Date of issue: 25.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
1999 |
| Mhmm |
| (Al Geno on the track) |
| Mhmm, California |
| She wanna fly to California |
| I bet the bank, I knew I couldn’t afford, yeah |
| Now we be shopping in designer stores, yeah |
| Steal from the rich, I’m rich, a Rollie, give it to the poor |
| Lately, I been focused on murder, new shells on the floor |
| Watch Timmy beat the block up |
| Them niggas hate, I’m hard knock |
| We spin the block every time they talk, run 'em down with that Glock 9 |
| That Juvenile, that Boosie Boo, that back in 1999 |
| Shake, shake the block, we up them glizzies |
| We bound to lay 'em all down |
| I’ma show them boys who run the city, we gon' kill 'em all out |
| Top shotta, top dotta, four pound gon' knock 'em all off |
| Never respond to what they say, they in the race, they all be chasin' clout |
| My youngest say he tryna get paid |
| Stay with the K’s to show me what you 'bout |
| You keep a rod but you won’t pull the trigger |
| No, they don’t know them boys out west when it’s some pussy niggas |
| Just copped the new AK, ayy plus, we got the new nine miller |
| Glock 34, we up and blow, we made the CJ Spiller |
| The internet thug so hard, when we spin them- |
| Same niggas that dropped your deal asked me did I want to get you knocked |
| The plan was when you come to sign a paper, G was gon' run down with Glocks |
| I swear I’m steady flexin' on the opps |
| That two-door coupe, I swerved it off the lot |
| You play with blue, that’s the day you get shot |
| I got that bank, I know my partners' spot |
| I take a look into the sky, from day to night, it be stormin' |
| The boy already caught a case, it not even much warning |
| We up the score, that’s on the Locs, I catch a opp, them I’m scorin' |
| These brand new Fendis on my feet, she wanna fuck when I wore Jordans |
| I’ma slap a thirty in the glizzy, what they call Stephen Curry |
| I was countin' up a half a milli', I’m not even much worried |
| All the opps really pussy, I swear the whole city know it |
| Just wait 'til they free lil' Timmy, you know that we be 60 Rollin' |
| Lately, I been focused on murder, new shells on the floor |
| Watch Timmy beat the block up |
| Them niggas hate, I’m hard knock |
| We spin the block every time they talk, run 'em down with that Glock 9 |
| That Juvenile, that Boosie Boo, that back in 1999 |