letra de east oakland's finest - fredobagz
[chorus: fredobagz]
baby, i be quick to drop my mask when my bag low
stretch a n-gga out, just for f-cking up my cash flow
chase you down, stand over you with the drac, ’cause my mask on
[?] his top, he gon’ need somebody help
insane in the booth, b-tch, i’m somewhere tryna stack
i’m a known thug, [?] stick up on my belt
[?] go through they sh-t and make a mess
drop a [?] they don’t get it done, and we gon’ drop the rest
[verse 1: fredobagz]
we gon’ drop the rest fasho
come through [?] get extra [?]
suckas gon’ say what they want, i bet they ain’t gon’ test me though
[?] ran up with the k, and now he got big [?]
[?] clowns, trickin on that b-tch, boy, you be blessing hoes
my n-ggas know i’m ’bout the drill, i don’t gotta cap
i’m a cirtifed stepper, i don’t gotta rap
[?] call him ricky, chopper eat his back
[?] pop his top and leave a n-gga flat
and f-ck the opps, we turn [?] n-ggas wack
i’m really [?] facts, but you can [?] posted on the back
[chorus: fredobagz]
baby, i be quick to drop my mask when my bag low
stretch a n-gga out, just for f-cking up my cash flow
chase you down, stand over you with the drac, ’cause my mask on
[?] his top, he gon’ need somebody help
insane in the booth, b-tch, i’m somewhere tryna stack
i’m a known thug, [?] stick up on my belt
[?] go through they sh-t and make a mess
drop a [?] they don’t get it done, and we gon’ drop the rest
[verse 2: 22nd jim]
and we gon’ keep it off the net
aim for his head, stand over him, hit his chest
free my n-ggas out the jam, free them boys, they make a mess
every n-gga you see round me, they gon’ march and they gon’ step
pull up on that one block
pull up on that one spot
pull up with that one chop
[?] play with dracs, b-tch, i’m thuggin and my bag long
go against the team, end up dead, they don’t last long
free the murder team, we got boddies we don’t [?]
[?] skull, brodie, put your mask on
every glock came with a switch
hundred shots, you better not miss
we be sh-tting on them daily, know you p-ssy n-ggas sick
i’m a 22nd vet, but i be posted in the bricks
all my n-ggas play with choppers, all my n-ggas play with sticks
baby know the deal, i get to trippin when my bag low
make a p-ssy n-gga [?] my bag low
pull up on that one block
pull up on that one spot
pull up with that one chop
[chorus: fredobagz]
baby, i be quick to drop my mask when my bag low
stretch a n-gga out, just for f-cking up my cash flow
chase you down, stand over you with the drac, ’cause my mask on
[?] his top, he gon’ need somebody help
insane in the booth, b-tch, i’m somewhere tryna stack
i’m a known thug, [?] stick up on my belt
[?] go through they sh-t and make a mess
drop a [?] they don’t get it done, and we gon’ drop the rest
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