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letra de gimme that - fredo osama

got me locked up inna cell
can’t even tell what time it is
judge don’t wanna let me out
cause imma do the crime again
once i’m free dressed in all black
lurkin tryna spin
and all my n-ggas strapped
the difference is my n-ggas don’t pretend
50 clip up on it
once i shoot it it’s like it never end
imma lay up on him
come from both side and box em in
ain’t no point in sliding on tyre
cause outside he never is
why y’all reppin sh-t?
talking bout some bodies y’all ain’t did
it’s gon be a dark day
hit sunny with that cig
tell lil tdoe pop out
boa waddup like what it is
heard they loafin inna hills
yea they hidin in that b-tch
they whole gang scared
hit that block den jump right out the whip
melly lackin in that whip got turned to ashes
he was speakin on my name so that’s his fault for lackin
he had his pistol in his hand
why that boy ain’t blast it?
yo n-ggas know who did it to you
and they ain’t spin back yet
if them boys took one of mines
same day i’m crashin
it ain’t no peace up inna streets
you know this sh-t get tragic
imma blitz up on them n-ggas
like i’m playin madden
and if my p.o hear this sh-t
boa y’all know i’m cappin
everytime a n-gga die
they be blaming us
probably cause that n-gga dissed the gang
they flamed him up
she was on my phone yappin
so i hanged it up
and if you want any smoke
tell him flame it up

- fredo osama

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