Fredo Bang - Fredo Bang | Funk Flex | #Freestyle177 lyrics
Fredrick Dewon Thomas Givens II
[Fredo Bang - Fredo Bang | Funk Flex | #Freestyle177 lyrics]
Mmm-mmm, mm-mmm, mm-mmm, oh yeah
KJ, let the beat knock
Mmm-mmm, mm-mmm, mm-mmm, oh yeah
Mmm-mmm, mm-mmm, grr, jeez
Nigga know I'm 'bout it
They know what's up i don't give no fucks
Nigga fresh out of jail
And he still gon' spin
Fill the rental right up
I'm a gangsta ass nigga from
The streets to the pen
Nigga know I'm a thug
Pressure in the streets, we'll break a bin
Nigga know what's up
Just got a drop and I'm feelin' real cocky
Nigga, that's a brand new body
Mud on my jacket, I ain't trippin'
I rock it
Nigga better know how I'm rockin'
Play with my paper, I'ma put you on Fox
Nigga ain't playin' with my pockets
Swipe a nigga out if he play with my blood
Pussy-ass nigga, what's poppin'?
When there's smoke up in the city
We grab hammers and we squeeze, nigga
I got blood up in my eyes
Goin' blind, I can't see, nigga
Draco get to bittin'
And it's diggin' like some teeth, nigga
Let him rub me wrong
I put that paper on his feet, nigga
These niggas be slippin', we come with mops
No caution sign
Catch him at work, we punchin' that clock
No overtime free my dog, he fightin' a hat
I'm 'bout to send him a dot
Bad lil' bitch, she gon' send me the drop
These niggas be shooters and tellin'
These niggas be robocops player get popped
Nigga try to run, get stopped
Nigga rundown, he shot
He better rush to the doc'
Clutchin' on two, I'm Pac
Nigga better stay in they place
Nigga better stay in they lane
Real deal-killers, no games
Nigga want smoke with me
He don't get no sleep 'til he D-IE