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letra de the tradition - fred the faded

[intro:]
and imma straight ride for my n-gg-s, i’ll die for myyyy n-gg-s
(sheeh sheeh sheeh)

[verse 1: fred the faded]
prayers sent where the troops sent
arrogance’s just pollution
word ta future swear imma be honest with ya
people get hurt when the truth bent
truth is you’re a nuisance
embarr-ssment prolly useless
rap games lookin’ strung out
here ta tie up any loose endssssss
tie em up get em cuttt
livin’ rough, want deluxeee (aye)
shawty fine and she know she is, you can see it in her struttt (aye)
no parenting, way she wearing things, she be cherishin’ ya l-sttt (ha)
pops said the way i carry things, it’s kinda perishin’ my trusttt
you would think that he had took a body shot the way that stuck me in the guttt
the fact i even came cross this beat man said it must just be my luckkk (aye)
young kids goin’ dumb in the streets man shootin’ runnin’ amokkk
right when you thought that we’d take a defeat that’s when we hit the adjusttt (ayeeeeee)

[hook 2x: fred the faded]
and imma straight ride for my n-gg-s i’ll die for my n-gg-s
up all night, alright, take 5 with my n-gg-s gettin’ high with myyy n-gg-s
we got the wholeee squad yeah, people i roll with’s my decision
we got the codeee locked yeah, ride for the clique that’s tradition

[verse 2: fred the faded]
garett bale i got some goals through
quit or fail is not a go to
remember when they try ta put out the fire in you give em h-ll you supposed to
kev mckale with post moves
loud smell hope it woke you
whole crew sippin soju
eyes korean cause we smoked too
eye lids gettin’ heavy and heavier might as well keep em closeddd
fine chick gettin’ s-xy and s-xier might just mess around proposeee
my whip’s ridin’ steady and steadier might just turn it to a rollsss
what i spit’s gettin’ deadly and deadlier bet it never discomposeee
my narrative is a vivid one
comparison man there isn’t one
imperative that the digits come
the parents and the fams gettin’ some
these rappers generic, they should be embarr-ssed, they parrots, i swear it’s hysterical
the work here is merit, when i’m back in paris, i swear i ain’t sharin’ my haribo

[verse 3: fred the faded]
ride for the clique that’s traditionnnn
drop a couple hits hope they listennnn
it’s a known fact, i’m like curry on the map, when n-gg- step-back from a distanceeee
day he go shaq, and he break the boards that’s, when the charts stay attached to the kids h-tttts
whole clique clickin’
and the folks say he spittin’
with a flow so cold that it’s blisterinnnn’
when a n-gg- flow its a breeze like a/c
ion really know where this weed might take me
man ya girl a hoe couldn’t be my lady
tryna have b’s when i reach my 80’s
young n-gg- know, that it’s all about dough, gon’ be difficult ta eat without gravy
cheese or the cheddar, or the bread or whatever….

- fred the faded

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