Fredo Bang, Da Real Gee Money - Yeah Yeah lyrics
Fredrick Dewon Thomas Givens II
[Fredo Bang, Da Real Gee Money - Yeah Yeah lyrics]
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)
Nigga yeah, yeah
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah nigga yeah, yeah
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah nigga yeah, yeah
Brand new 40 Glock just copped
Up out the shop hollows hit his skin
He need some water cause them bitches hot
Niggas talkin' gangsta when you see
Me make your pistol pop
Rest in peace to you
That draco make a pussy nigga pop and lock
(Pock and lock, pop and lock)
Bin Laden pistols
They go stupid everytime we spot an opp
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got thirty in this 30
He died on the second shot (Baow, baow)
They wan' burn me
I'm not nervous 'cause I
Keep this pistol cocked
He was talkin' like he hard now
On a shirt his picture cropped (Bitch)
40 knockin' off your tattoos
(yeah, yeah) , I go nuts like cashews (yeah
Yeah) catch 'em in the whip I'm tryna
Do 'em like the last dude
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Every hood up in my city ain't
No section I ain't ran through
I spend a quarter at the
Light knock off a limb, nigga bad news
Nigga yeah, yeah (yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah (yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah nigga yeah, yeah
Nigga yeah yeah
Look run up on me wrong, I'ma flip a nigga
Zip a nigga (Grrrah)
Watch how quick I flash and
Let the choppa hit 'em
Don't fuck with my bros, I stick to the code
Shout out to my niggas gone
And the ones on the road
Lean got me movin'
Slow still I gotta pay attention
I know niggas wanna kill me
I can't let a nigga get me
My life is a movie, Percocets got me groovy
I'm a young fly nigga bossed up
Shout out Lucci
Heard a nigga hatin', really dog
I can't hear you took off on them feds
Left them niggas in my rear view
Big ol' Ruger
That bitch bussin' leave a nigga dead
Closed casket, i don't want your chest I'm
Aimin' for your head nigga, yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah (yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah (yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah nigga yeah, yeah
Nigga yeah yeah
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)
Nigga yeah, yeah
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah nigga yeah, yeah
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah nigga yeah, yeah
Brand new 40 Glock just copped
Up out the shop hollows hit his skin
He need some water cause them bitches hot
Niggas talkin' gangsta when you see
Me make your pistol pop
Rest in peace to you
That draco make a pussy nigga pop and lock
(Pock and lock, pop and lock)
Bin Laden pistols
They go stupid everytime we spot an opp
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got thirty in this 30
He died on the second shot (Baow, baow)
They wan' burn me
I'm not nervous 'cause I
Keep this pistol cocked
He was talkin' like he hard now
On a shirt his picture cropped (Bitch)
40 knockin' off your tattoos
(yeah, yeah) , I go nuts like cashews (yeah
Yeah) catch 'em in the whip I'm tryna
Do 'em like the last dude
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Every hood up in my city ain't
No section I ain't ran through
I spend a quarter at the
Light knock off a limb, nigga bad news
Nigga yeah, yeah (yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah (yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah nigga yeah, yeah
Nigga yeah yeah
Look run up on me wrong, I'ma flip a nigga
Zip a nigga (Grrrah)
Watch how quick I flash and
Let the choppa hit 'em
Don't fuck with my bros, I stick to the code
Shout out to my niggas gone
And the ones on the road
Lean got me movin'
Slow still I gotta pay attention
I know niggas wanna kill me
I can't let a nigga get me
My life is a movie, Percocets got me groovy
I'm a young fly nigga bossed up
Shout out Lucci
Heard a nigga hatin', really dog
I can't hear you took off on them feds
Left them niggas in my rear view
Big ol' Ruger
That bitch bussin' leave a nigga dead
Closed casket, i don't want your chest I'm
Aimin' for your head nigga, yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah (yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah (yeah)
Big ol' pistol on my waist, I could go fed
Yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead
Yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah nigga yeah, yeah
Nigga yeah yeah