Fredo Bang | Funk Flex | #Freestyle177 lyrics

[Intro]
Dang, Diddy
Mmm-mmm, oh yeah
Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm, oh yeah
KJ, let the beat knock
Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm, oh yeah
Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm, grr, jeez

[Vrese]
n*gga know I'm 'bout it, they know what's up
I don't give no f*cks
n*gga fresh out of jail, and he still gon' spin
Fill the rental right up
I'm a gangsta ass n*gga from the streets to the pen
n*gga know I'm a thug
Pressure in the streets, we'll break a bin
n*gga know what's up
Just got a drop and I'm feelin' real c*cky
n*gga, that's a brand new body
Mud on my jacket, I ain't trippin', I rock it
n*gga better know how I'm rockin'
Play with my paper, I'ma put you on Fox
n*gga ain't playin' with my pockets
Swipe a n*gga out if he play with my blood
pus*y-ass n*gga, what's poppin'?
When there's smoke up in the city
We grab hammers and we squeeze, n*gga
I got blood up in my eyes
Goin' blind, I can't see, n*gga
Draco get to bittin'
And it's diggin' like some teeth, n*gga
Let him rub me wrong
I put that paper on his feet, n*gga
These n*ggas be slippin', we come with mops
No caution sign
Catch him at work, we punchin' that clock
No overtime
Free my dog, he fightin' a hat
I'm 'bout to send him a dot
Bad lil' b*tch, she gon' send me the drop
These n*ggas be shooters and tellin'
These n*ggas be robocops
Player get popped
n*gga try to run, get stopped
n*gga rundown, he shot
He better rush to the doc'
Clutchin' on two, I'm Pac
n*gga better stay in they place
n*gga better stay in they lane
Real deal-killers, no games
n*gga want smoke with me
He don't get no sleep 'til he D-I-E