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letra de free lil jay #00 - fly boy gang

[intro: fbg cash]
huh, huh, huh (huh)
huh, yeah (clout boyz sh-t, man, n-ggas just came to turn this b-tch up)
yeah, yeah (rock out on this beat, free double-0, gang sh-t)
yeah, huh
thank double-0 for that diddy bop, huh (free double-0, man)
we don’t rock with no milly rock, huh (clout lord in this b-tch, gang sh-t)
might diddy bop with my semi c-cked, huh, huh
and blow at n-ggas that milly rock

[chorus: fbg cash & fbg young]
thank double-0 for that diddy bop, huh (that diddy bop)
where i’m from, they don’t milly rock, huh (they don’t milly rock)
might diddy bop with my semi c-cked, huh, huh (that semi c-cked)
and blow at n-ggas that milly rock, huh (baow, baow, baow-baow)
thank double-0 for that diddy bop, huh (yuh, yuh-yuh-yuh)
where i’m from, they don’t milly rock, huh (huh, let’s get it)
i might diddy bop with my semi c-cked, huh, huh (it’s young)
and blow at n-ggas that milly rock, huh (baow, baow, baow-baow)
[verse 1: fbg young]
huh, you might make the front page (that’s fool)
’cause my villains ’bout that gunplay (st. lawrence)
h-ll nah, i don’t milly rock (i don’t dance, n-gga)
i walk like this ’cause my thirty, don’t get the drip from my walk (thirty, thirty)
’bout my green like thе hawks, smokin’ dope like dolph (doobie)
tеn toes down in the trap, ain’t no fallin’ off (trap munna)
my youngins knocked him off, forensics dropped him off (pick him up)
the morgue gon’ pick him up, ayy, gooch, that boy dead as f-ck (gooch)
cash got the nick’, we with all the bullsh-t (we on that)
don’t get hit in the mix, we pop up just like a glitch (get on him)
yeah, on that tooka gang sh-t (tv)
free my boy 50, tell the judge, “eat a d-ck” (free foe ‘nem)

[chorus: fbg cash & fbg nino]
thank double-0 for that diddy bop, huh (that diddy bop)
where i’m from, they don’t milly rock, huh (they don’t milly rock)
might diddy bop with my semi c-cked, huh, huh (that semi c-cked)
and blow at n-ggas that milly rock, huh (baow, baow, baow-baow)
thank double-0 for that diddy bop, huh (that diddy bop)
where i’m from, they don’t milly rock, huh (nino, ayy, ayy)
i might diddy bop with my semi c-cked, huh, huh (fbg sh-t, man)
and blow at n-ggas that milly rock, huh (ayy, ayy)

[verse 2: fbg nino]
might pop a xan, then diddy bop (i’m f-cked up, man)
my .40 c-cked with thirty shots
you milly rock, you gettin’ popped
ayy, ttb, i’m trained to blow
my name n-i-n-o
gettin’ dino, your b-tch know i’m seven-four (gd sh-t, man)
all my n-ggas, they gon’ go
cashout diddy bop [?] like [?] when they hit ’em with that .4-0 (man down)
i clout up, i don’t glow (nah, man)
diddy boppin’ in my retro jordans they call number 4 (clout up)
fbg, we up next (gang), n-ggas think we [?]
hold your pinky, thumb off in the air if you rockin’ with that set (yeah, yeah)
free that bully double-0, n-ggas, they don’t want no smoke
i heard they hollerin’ “gdk,” well, i’ma smoke ’em like some dope, gang (that nuski, uh-huh)
[chorus: fbg cash]
thank double-0 for that diddy bop, huh (that diddy bop)
where i’m from, they don’t milly rock, huh (they don’t milly rock)
might diddy bop with my semi c-cked, huh, huh (that semi c-cked)
and blow at n-ggas that milly rock, huh (baow, baow, baow-baow)
thank double-0 for that diddy bop, huh (that diddy bop)
where i’m from, they don’t milly rock, huh (they don’t milly rock)
might diddy bop with my semi c-cked, huh, huh (that semi c-cked)
and blow at n-ggas that milly rock, huh (baow, baow, baow-baow)

[outro: fbg cash]
like my young boy double-0 would say, man, “come on, man”
“come on, man,” free double-0
free 26, man, we just put gooch in fbg, man, turn up
huh

- fly boy gang

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