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letra de fast'n furious - fredo bang & big homiie g

[verse 1: fredo bang]
rich n-gga with a stick (thanks, yakree), yeah, bombs
if a shooter get in trouble, drop the bomb
yeah, if that n-gga still breathin’, it ain’t done
if you care about your life, get a gun
yeah (bah), i’m not a child, i don’t play with n-ggas (b-tch)
we known for breakin’ n-ggas (hey)
once they on your trail, then you can’t shake them n-ggas (grrah)
molly k style, that’s mine, they tryna face a n-gga (bah, bah)
oh, you chasin’ for that boy? then you gon’ lay with him
yeah, i put your dog on his f-ckin’ back (ha), can’t get your n-gga back
we hidin’ from a n-gga, i can’t picture that (i can’t picture that)
i spent like twenty grand just to get him whacked (just to get him whacked, blatt)
i left the school, i’m tryna run it back, yeah (ah, ah, ah-ah)

[chorus: fredo bang]
i got this b-tch up in my dm, i’m tryna slide, i’ma give hеr d-ck if she actin’ curious, yeah
we just got thе drop and now it’s time to slide, b-tch, b-tch (skrrt)
like in fast & furious (skrrt)
yeah, i don’t like ’em in my mix, i don’t like ’em in my business, i don’t like n-ggas, period (woah, period)
yeah, i like to put ’em in the dirt, i like to put ’em on the shirt (bah, bah), ask the opps if i’m serious

[verse 2: big homiie g]
yeah, go and ask them n-ggas, we ain’t never capped (nah)
slid through they hood (skrrt) with that chop’ (baow, baow), make ’em run left (get ’em)
i heard one got hit up in his sh-t, made him take a nap (woah)
they know that we slime, but it’s some sh-t that i won’t speak about (shh)
the chopper knocked his speakers out (out), we sent shot through his people house (house)
they callin’ ’round, tryna cut me down, gotta get even now (what?)
i was playin’ it cool, but they done brought this d-mn demon out (out)
i want everybody dead (dead), f-ck how this sh-t gon’ turn out (out)
i see red, i see red, see the icu and red (red)
ain’t n0body poppin’ out ’cause we know all you n-ggas scarred
put a fifty ball on his head, bet they go and get him (get him)
it ain’t ’bout no money for me, f-ck around, go do it with him (’bout it, p-ssy)
[chorus: fredo bang]
i got this b-tch up in my dm, i’m tryna slide, i’ma give her d-ck if she actin’ curious, yeah
we just got the drop and now it’s time to slide, b-tch, b-tch (skrrt)
like in fast & furious (skrrt)
yeah, i don’t like ’em in my mix, i don’t like ’em in my business, i don’t like n-ggas, period
yeah, i like to put ’em in the dirt, i like to put ’em on the shirt, ask the opps if i’m serious

- fredo bang big homiie g

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