3 Options lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


[Intro: Quando Rondo]
Ooh, I'ma keep it real on this one, n*gga (Dubba-AA flexin’)
Ayy, ayy
Quando Rondo, n*gga
(Mook on the beats)
(This is the sound)

[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
They locked my uncle up in prison, he just wrote me a letter
He told me don't entertain bullsh*t, just stack up my cheddar
On top of that, don't trust these n*ggas ’cause they change like the weather
Don't put your love inside these b*tches 'cause forever is never
I told him how n*ggas dissin' and I never even met 'em
My main partner went to snitchin,' I can't wait 'til I catch her
Plus my P.O steady trippin’ ’cause I keep failing my p*ss test
Back to back I'm steady sipping and I keep poppin’ these Percocets
I'm to the point where sh*t ain't funny, back to back I'm smoking cigarettes
When everybody askin’ for money, it's kinda hard to run up a check
Say my aunt left him for dead, nephew, everybody walkin' now
We quick to bust a n*gga head when it's over, that sh*t not talked about
I ain't told you 'bout that n*gga called his self shooting up grandma house
Now I gotta hit his street and let his neighbors hear that chopper shout
This the same ass n*gga that used to sleep on my mama couch
Feelin' like f*ck it in public, lil' Leaky hoppin' out
Feds just did a sweep again, they tryna get the gang over
Sippin' all this liquor, I might f*ck around and have a hangover
Hustle hard 'til the game over, I can't wait 'til this pain over
Them n*ggas wasn't on my level, it was time to switch the lane over
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
I got some charges pending but I steady be spinnin'
Pee told me I was goin broke but I steady be spendin'
I'm a convicted felon but I still keep a weapon
They say the life I live three options, that's jail, Hell or Heaven
I got some charges pending but I steady be spinnin'
Pee told me I was goin' broke but I steady be spendin'
I'm a convicted felon but I still keep a weapon
They say the life I live three options, that's jail, hell or Heaven

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
I grew up thuggin' like f*ck it
Bust that b*tch up in public
I made it past twenty-one, motherf*cker, I'm lucky
Bustin' that .30 thirty times, ain't no way you can duck it
I'm out that bottom, king lobster of the crabs in the bucket
I clear some yards with the Draco (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got some n*ggas goin' hard when I say so (Yeah, yeah)
I got a couple options
Get on the road and get it poppin' or depend on my artistd, I hope they got me
Off parole back on the purp'
Waitin' on C-Murda
Waitin' on B.G to jump them last couple hurdles
If they try you, will you murder or would you let that sh*t go?
You got options, handle your business or be labeled a ho
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
I got some charges pending but I steady be spinnin'
Pee told me I was goin broke but I steady be spendin'
I'm a convicted felon but I still keep a weapon
They say the life I live three options, that's jail, Hell or Heaven
I got some charges pending but I steady be spinnin'
Pee told me I was goin' broke but I steady be spendin'
I'm a convicted felon but I still keep a weapon
They say the life I live three options, that's jail, hell or Heaven

[Outro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ayy (This is the sound)
Ayy, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy
Ayy
Quando Rondo, n*gga
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