Shooters & Movers Lyrics - Quando Rondo

Shooters & Movers Lyrics - Quando Rondo: Presenting the lyrics of the song "Shooters & Movers" from the album Diary of a Lost Child sung by Quando Rondo.


Shooters & Movers Lyrics - Quando Rondo

No cap, ayy
We only fly to the birds when we get addicted to cappin'
(I feel like I'm on top of the world)
Ayy
We was on the block ducking one time, yeah
I ain't gotta do it, no cap (No cap)
We made a whole hundred racks out the bedroom mattress
And we made a whole hundred stacks trappin' out the kitchen cabinet, yeah
(Q-R-N)
Ayy, ayy

I post on the block with them shooters and movers (Ayy)
I ain't gotta do it, no cap (No cap)
In the no drug zone, we was grindin' up the charts
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't hard for her to tell that I ball like Carmelo
Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em
I post on the block with them shooters and movers (Ayy)
I ain't gotta do it, no cap (No cap)
In the no drug zone, we was grindin' up the charts
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't hard for her to tell that I ball like Carmelo
Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em

Swear I take off the lot like a NASCAR
Rolling dope by the pound, we don't do nothing basic
Whole hundred stacks I done got out the backyard
Talkin' way outta town that's some blood on the corner
Hit the corner, then blast, gotta make sure my mask on
Through the night [?] the town with some killers that's dangerous
'Fore I walk out the house, shawty tell me it's dangerous
Bro's been breaking down pounds, I was waiting for this fame shit
I don't need no new dawgs 'cause I'm cool with the old ones
Hit the mall with my crew from the youngest to oldest
All it took is a call just to get your exploded
I'ma make sure that your neck and wrist frozen
If you put up an opp, you might get a Rollie
Shawty call me QPac, bishop rich and rollin'
We done made a few dollars off two Motorolas
Gotta run up that guap just to feed the soldiers
Scraping dope out the pot, I [?]
Scratch a four to a lot, serve it on the corner
Free Lil [Woodie?] he 'bout it with two or three bodies
Even up in the county he keep it on him
I can't fuck on that bitch since that ho look exotic
I told Luwop and [Timmy?] to keep them hoes
Four hundred racks, I don't think it can fit in my pocket
I'ma pull up and post on the street corner

I post on the block with them shooters and movers (Ayy)
I ain't gotta do it, no cap (No cap)
In the no drug zone, we was grindin' up the charts
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't hard to tell that I ball like Carmelo
Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em
I post on the block with them shooters and movers (Ayy)
I ain't gotta do it, no cap (No cap)
In the no drug zone, we was grindin' up the charts
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't hard to tell that I ball like Carmelo
Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em

Skrrt
I had a true blue, bought a coupe
I had to grind super hard just to stack up the blues, ayy
Bought a speaker, last promise, I'ma speak the truth, ayy
We was on the block ducking one time
I ain't gotta do it, no cap
We was on the block ducking one time
I ain't gotta do it, no cap

Shooters & Movers Lyrics - Quando Rondo

Quando Rondo - Shooters & Movers Song Details

Song: Shooters & Movers
Singer: Quando Rondo
Produced by: Karltin Bankz, Pooh Beatz, DJ Shawdi P & LondnBlue
Album: Diary of a Lost Child


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