G Fredo - Feel Like I Did lyrics
[G Fredo - Feel Like I Did lyrics]
I don't want you to ever have
To feel like I did
Aye man Frizzblock Fredo in this bitch shorty
I don't even gotta say too much
Fredo Fredo in this bitch what I tell em
I done been through hell I don't want you
To ever have to feel like I did
Stuffed my Glock with these shells
Keep one in the head
Come on, I ain't going out how the opps did
They keep taking these Ls
We keep giving them hell
Thats the reason why most of my opps dead
Hit that bitch with the fever
Walking like the reaper
You ain't really going all out, and i am
You ain't really tryna off him, i am
So just stay out the way fuck nigga
They know who the top shotta
We too quick with these shottas
Leave you DOA fuck nigga
I don't wanna talk get the drop
Spin they block
Hop out the cut broad day on them bitches
Thats a chest shot, face shot, head shot
No, I did not come to play with you bitches
Thats a dead opp
Someone call help
But EMS won't get to save you little bitches
Gon keep bringing the pain to you bitches
Each and everyone last gon be a victim
On my big brodie Nat turn
That bitch to a pack
Shoulda saw my lil shotta with that glizzy
Kept on taggin him up
Stood right over his body
Slammin until that bitch was fuckin
Empty on dead dawgs
No I ain't duckin no reck I
Refuse to get smacked down
And labeled a dead opp
So I ride with insurance
Watch me hit the switch on this glizzy
And show you how to shred some
Keep on runnin ya mouth and
Bet one of these shottas
We gon put him on a headstone
Fuck around you gon end up the next one
If you don't wanna bodied then
Stay in ya lane
Shottas hand out free smoke we'll bless em
We done turned their whole
Block into ghost town
When we spin there ain't no
One to catch reck on so I play it so foul
Ima spin off a drop
Brodie I cannot wait til we get one
Fredo pop out the cut with a SHHH
We tryna send one to karma
Tell him to catch up
Hit his head with this Glock
I done been through hell I don't want you
To ever have to feel like I did
Stuffed my Glock with these shells
Keep one in the head
Come on, I ain't going how the opps did
They keep taking these Ls
We keep giving them hell
Thats the reason why most of my opps dead
Hit that bitch with the fever
Walking like the reaper
You ain't really going all out, and I am
I done been through hell I don't want you
To ever have to feel like I did
Stuffed my Glock with these shells
Keep one in the head
Come on, I ain't going how the opps did
They keep taking these Ls
We keep giving them hell
Thats the reason why most of my opps dead
Hit that bitch with the fever
Walking like the reaper
You ain't really going all out, and I am
To feel like I did
Aye man Frizzblock Fredo in this bitch shorty
I don't even gotta say too much
Fredo Fredo in this bitch what I tell em
I done been through hell I don't want you
To ever have to feel like I did
Stuffed my Glock with these shells
Keep one in the head
Come on, I ain't going out how the opps did
They keep taking these Ls
We keep giving them hell
Thats the reason why most of my opps dead
Hit that bitch with the fever
Walking like the reaper
You ain't really going all out, and i am
You ain't really tryna off him, i am
So just stay out the way fuck nigga
They know who the top shotta
We too quick with these shottas
Leave you DOA fuck nigga
I don't wanna talk get the drop
Spin they block
Hop out the cut broad day on them bitches
Thats a chest shot, face shot, head shot
No, I did not come to play with you bitches
Thats a dead opp
Someone call help
But EMS won't get to save you little bitches
Gon keep bringing the pain to you bitches
Each and everyone last gon be a victim
On my big brodie Nat turn
That bitch to a pack
Shoulda saw my lil shotta with that glizzy
Kept on taggin him up
Stood right over his body
Slammin until that bitch was fuckin
Empty on dead dawgs
No I ain't duckin no reck I
Refuse to get smacked down
And labeled a dead opp
So I ride with insurance
Watch me hit the switch on this glizzy
And show you how to shred some
Keep on runnin ya mouth and
Bet one of these shottas
We gon put him on a headstone
Fuck around you gon end up the next one
If you don't wanna bodied then
Stay in ya lane
Shottas hand out free smoke we'll bless em
We done turned their whole
Block into ghost town
When we spin there ain't no
One to catch reck on so I play it so foul
Ima spin off a drop
Brodie I cannot wait til we get one
Fredo pop out the cut with a SHHH
We tryna send one to karma
Tell him to catch up
Hit his head with this Glock
I done been through hell I don't want you
To ever have to feel like I did
Stuffed my Glock with these shells
Keep one in the head
Come on, I ain't going how the opps did
They keep taking these Ls
We keep giving them hell
Thats the reason why most of my opps dead
Hit that bitch with the fever
Walking like the reaper
You ain't really going all out, and I am
I done been through hell I don't want you
To ever have to feel like I did
Stuffed my Glock with these shells
Keep one in the head
Come on, I ain't going how the opps did
They keep taking these Ls
We keep giving them hell
Thats the reason why most of my opps dead
Hit that bitch with the fever
Walking like the reaper
You ain't really going all out, and I am