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Free Thug

Fredo Bang

UNLV


(Hardbody)

Okay, these niggas be tellin'
Niggas rather see you locked than see you pop
I ain't tryna be friendly
They tryna make new friends
I don't want no part, keep on mindin' my business
Nine time out of ten, nigga hatin', tryna play with my top
Grr, bring that chop
We standin' on business
you get caught in the middle if you throwin' the cross
Drop a lil' bag, we gon' turn up the city
tell 'em, "Bring me his head
I don't care what it cost" (Fah, fah)
Hit him in the face if he talkin' that shit
he was sendin' them threats, so it ain't my fault (Grr)
Word 'round town, nigga really get down
Got patterns in the city from the north to the south
Askin' 'bout an opp, I'ma play
that shit cool, but in pеrson
it's pressure, I don't wanna talk (Bitch)
Grab me a rеntal, I'ma tint out the windows
and they can't see the plate 'cause I'm takin' it off
Free Spinna Mitch, he gon' jugg him a bitch
you gon' learn what it is when you play with that soft
I'm fuckin' his ho just to get in his head
every chance that I get, I'ma spit in her mouth
Talk out your head, then you losin' your legs
I don't wanna hear shit that you know what that's 'bout

These niggas just don't know how to quit
I say, these niggas just don't know how to quit
They like to love you when you down
but they hate when you're rich
They wanna take me off the map, but I'm too legit

Okay, niggas be hatin', they mad I made it
White girl up and that's a bad lil' baby
Dissin' on the 'Gram, niggas givin' out cases
Could've had me then, too bad you waited
New Hellcat that I got off a plug
'Nother half a mill' that I got out the mud
Even with the hate, I'ma show a lil' love
Rappin' ain't a crime, tell 'em, "Free Young Thug"
Niggas be tellin'
Niggas be tellin', tell a nigga, "Free lil' Melly"
Tell 'em, "Free Yoshi"
Youngin slingin' iron and a nigga like Ox off Belly
My lil' niggas be steppin' (Shh)
Keep it on hush, we ain't doin' no reppin'
Put an opp down, get reckless (Huh)
I'ma get it done, you could bet it
Clutchin' this Glock, I was beefin' with a buzz
Got it on me now, no keepin' it tucked
Live what I rap, they be makin' it up
Ain't got a bitch 'cause I ain't 'bout to fuss
Got me a check and I'm runnin' it up
Two or three million, I ain't makin' enough
Drop a new song and my prices go up
It is what it is, nigga, fuck what it was

These niggas just don't know how to quit
I say, these niggas just don't know how to quit
They like to love you when you down
but they hate when you're rich
They wanna take me off the map, but I'm too legit

Compositores: Jackie Lane Jr Plant, Raheem Kwame Hightower, Fredick Ii Givens (Fredo Bang)
ECAD: Obra #39078364

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