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letra de free coach - prada p, siggie sev, freshy dageneral

[chorus: prada p]
cos it’s free smoke
and it’s free coach
me, freshy, siggie sev, three bros
shootin’ like a free throw
she give me brain now i kno’ what she kno’
and [?] told everything that he kno’
free balenci and free chris elite tho
feds tryna hit em wit’ the rico
we gon’ take a n-gga life if he owe
[verse one: prada p]
and i bet my snipers catch him through the scope like they see him through the peephole
we ain’t equal
i can get you [?] for some small change
that boy said he wid’ it okay
all my b-tches bad it go both ways
.38 ain’t leavin’ no trace
catch him out of bounds, that’s a cold case

folks hop out on em broad day
take his whole face
can’t say no names
[?]
he got shot for throwin’ up the wrong gang
love my shooter, know he gon bang
i’m wit’ zoe and he be goin’ insane
get a n-gga flamed
he ain’t from the choo then kno’ we can’t hang
i’m like no way

m.i.s get up on em
they won’t make a sound, take ‘em down
shoot from close range
you don’t kno’ us, how you jackin’ folkk?
free the choo, he locked up cos he won’t say
k!ller take your life for me wit’ no exchange
walk ‘em down he lookin’ strange
folks hop out, put hollows in his face
now they can’t identify his name
[chorus: prada p]
cos it’s free smoke
and it’s free coach
me, freshy, siggie sev, three bros
shootin’ like a free throw
she give me brain now i kno’ what she kno’
and [?] told everything that he kno’
free balenci and free chris elite tho
feds tryna hit em wit’ the rico
we gon’ take a n-gga life if he owe

[verse two: siggie sev]
he owe, for that chattin’
i spot a opp n-ggas kno’ imma clap em
74 ram, n-ggas kno’ that we stackin’
rule number one [?] invest in a ratchet
you move oppy, you move sloppy
word to my motha i’m catchin’ a body
prada and freshy my ooters behind me
got shot in his face, he was movin’ too c-cky

spin through [?] cl!ckin’
when i hop out, they see me, they rick
i spot an opp then i’m makin’ it lit
[?] a rat, man that n-gga a snitch
you slip up, put that boy in a spliff
free smoke for whoever, no pleadin’ the fifth
you slip up, put that boy in a spliff
free smoke for whoever, no pleadin’ the fifth
[chorus: prada p]
cos it’s free smoke
and it’s free coach
me, freshy, siggie sev, three bros
shootin’ like a free throw
she give me brain now i kno’ what she kno’
and [?] told everything that he kno’
free balenci and free chris elite tho
feds tryna hit em wit’ the rico
we gon’ take a n-gga life if he owe

[verse three: freshy dageneral]
fresh back and i’m yellin’ what’s stackin’
bend on they side tryna cause some havoc
fno [?]
[?] wit’ the bl!cky, he ain’t tryna pass it
[?] all the static
give em free smoke
come to your door, shoot em through the peephole
he a rat, i don’t kno’ what he kno’
straight out the mud n-gga shout out [?]
pull up on em, tryna do em grimy
four guns in the whip when we slide wit’ 90
[?] if he try to fight me
heard the woos in the spot like
see the deez, act cool wit’ the knock like
and he could live if we choosin’ his life like
don’t [?] that, pass it to prada
we all fly ooters, try shoot in designer

- prada p siggie sev freshy dageneral

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