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letra de pick n roll - fredo bang & tec

[intro]
(exavis, where you at?)
(the 7k way)
(exavis)

[verse 1: fredo bang]
you p-ss me off, i’ll pull up, steppin’, tryna tag a toe
i don’t care what the blogs say, i don’t do back and forth
i like to get up with them n-ggas who be actin’ throwed
’cause once i drop it, he gon’ stop ’em like a pick and roll
poke out your chest, just do your best, and all these n-ggas know
you hit at me, you better not miss, i’ma come and grab your soul
all that cappin’ in your captions, that sh-t gettin’ old
but i’m not dora the explorer, i don’t play with trolls

[verse 2: tec]
chopper with a cooling system, leave a n-gga froze
dressed in all-black like venom, sticked-up with them poles
hе was tryna spin out the window, got his brains blowed
catchin’ bodies and buyin’ propеrty like saints row

[verse 3: fredo bang]
widebody ridin’ through scotland, ain’t n0body know
big shotty like hot toddy, that b-tch’ll burn your throat
carteller, i used to bam it right behind the mall
free yoshi behind the wall, i’m tryna catch his call
[verse 4: tec]
hit stick just like -n-logues, i’m booted up on adderall
turn this b-tch to a disaster if i have to let this ladder off
getting rich off my masters, i don’t gotta sell my catalogue
get that b-tch in front the pastor, talk to god if you wanna call it off

[verse 5: fredo bang]
line ’em up like dominoes, i’m pressin’ ’til they all fall
you be with that n-gga i don’t like, then it’s f-ck all y’all
my opps is like collectibles, i’m buyin’ ’til they sold out
act like you a pit, i turn to vick and get you dog-walked
cuffin’ on this b-tch, she eat that d-ck until i doze off
you can send a diss, you make my list just like the roll call
she pretty with some ass, i pass her meat just like a drive-through
for tina, i wanna f-ck and i don’t care ’bout who you signed to

[verse 6: tec]
tell that ho that i want toppy too, p-ssy fat and pink like majin buu
i crack that ho, young blasian in miami, made a right loop
all in baton, bumpin’ truebleeda, turn up the volume when i ride through
send a message like yahoo, wet they block like a bayou (hussein)
this some sh-t that they ain’t never seen, eight-legged gorilla
all of y’all done heard of me like bg, corey miller

[interlude: tec]
hold up, hold up, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 7: tec]
this some sh-t that they ain’t never seen, eight-legged gorilla
i know all of y’all done heard of me like bg, corey miller
nothin’ but them switches, i ain’t got sh-t for a n-gga
now i’m sh-ttin’ on ’em, ‘member i was p-ss-poor, n-gga

- fredo bang tec

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