Текст песни Dope Boy Dreams - Quando Rondo
Pourinfìg
up
for
them
real
niggas
We
gon'
roll
one
up
for
the
real
hittas
(I'm
working
on
dying)
Quando
Rondo,
nigga
All
the
real
niggas
in
Heaven
Man,
I
need
someone
to
call
on
Nowadays
these
phones
tapped
I
don't
even
wanna
talk
on
'em
Down
a
very
long
road
These
niggas
ain't
never
walked
on
it
My
back
against
the
rope
She
cut
her
ties
so
I
could
fall
on
it
You
wasn't
built
to
hold
shit
down,
That's
why
you
turned
your
back
on
me
You
couldn't
hold
me
down,
Even
if
you
had
on
some
gravity
I
built
my
own
empire
They
tryna
take
down
my
masterpiece
I
think
they
mad
I
turned
my
dreams
into
reality
See,
I
was
grinding
out
my
trunk,
I
feel
like
Master
P
Pouring
up
for
them
real
niggas
Roll
one
up
for
them
real
niggas
Dope
boy
dreams,
sip
out
the
cup
for
them
real
niggas
Post
in
the
cut
with
them
real
killas
Loyalty
run
deep
But
it
seem
like
my
friends
ain't
friends
no
more
Blood
in
the
streets
plus
in
my
veins
don't
make
us
kin
no
more
15K,
that's
for
a
verse
Remember
getting
10
a
show
Going
before
my
time
I'm
like
a
binder,
I
won't
bend
or
fold
I
put
my
dick
inside
your
ear
Fuck
what
you
heard,
but
they
stay
talkin'
Feelin'
just
like
Future
off
this
herb
And
plus
them
Perkys
calling
I
could
hear
Miss
Murdy
calling
Pick
up
the
phone
She
telling
me
I
ain't
got
no
worries,
darlin'
Like
Hakuna
Matata
It
ain't
no
more
room
on
my
roster
I
flip
around
the
city
with
top
shottas
Timmy
told
me
go
get
'em,
and
I
got
'em
All
'em
broken
promises,
I
never
bought
'em
All
the
real
niggas
in
Heaven
Man,
I
need
someone
to
call
on
Nowadays
these
phones
tapped
I
don't
even
wanna
talk
on
'em
Down
a
very
long
road
These
niggas
ain't
never
walked
on
it
My
back
against
the
rope
She
cut
her
ties
so
I
could
fall
on
it
You
wasn't
built
to
hold
shit
down,
That's
why
you
turned
your
back
on
me
You
couldn't
hold
me
down,
Even
if
you
had
on
some
gravity
I
built
my
own
empire
They
tryna
take
down
my
masterpiece
I
think
they
mad
I
turned
my
dreams
into
reality
See,
I
was
grinding
out
my
trunk,
I
feel
like
Master
P
Pouring
up
for
them
real
niggas
Roll
one
up
for
them
real
niggas
Dope
boy
dreams,
sip
out
the
cup
for
them
real
niggas
Post
in
the
cut
with
them
real
killas
All
banded
up,
so
I'm
by
myself
No,
I
don't
really
be
on
no
party
shit
I'm
tryna
feed
the
streets,
I
feel
like
Roddy
Ricch
How
you
'posed
to
be
my
dawg
You
wanna
murk
me,
though?
Signed
to
the
streets
three
times,
I
feel
like
Durkio
Countin'
a
Patek
while
on
a
jet,
I
ain't
talkin'
Tokyo
You
told
them
lies
to
me,
no
Pinocchio
And
then
you
got
the
nerve
to
ask
me
how
I
feel,
nigga
Pour
one
up
for
them
real
niggas
I
wanna
tell
the
world
about
you
Just
so
they
could
get
jealous
And
if
you
see
her
'fore
I
do,
tell
her
I
wish
that
I
met
her
If
I
catch
the
opposition,
guarantee
I'ma
scratch
'em
So
we
bet'
not
let
me
catch
'em
All
the
real
niggas
in
Heaven
Man,
I
need
someone
to
call
on
Nowadays
these
phones
tapped
I
don't
even
wanna
talk
on
'em
Down
a
very
long
road
These
niggas
ain't
never
walked
on
it
My
back
against
the
rope
She
cut
her
ties
so
I
could
fall
on
it
You
wasn't
built
to
hold
shit
down,
That's
why
you
turned
your
back
on
me
You
couldn't
hold
me
down,
Even
if
you
had
on
some
gravity
I
built
my
own
empire
They
tryna
take
down
my
masterpiece
I
think
they
mad
I
turned
my
dreams
into
reality
See,
I
was
grinding
out
my
trunk,
I
feel
like
Master
P
Pouring
up
for
them
real
niggas
Roll
one
up
for
them
real
niggas
Dope
boy
dreams,
sip
out
the
cup
for
them
real
niggas
Post
in
the
cut
with
them
real
killas
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