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kidd adamz – redzone lyrics

[hook]
i’m tryna get my pro on
this money getting so long
my whole team so strong
these b-tches tryna go long
i’m playing all you n-gg-s
feeling like im the man on you n-gg-s

[bridge]
red zone yeah, red zone, yeah
the bread long, bread long, yeah
endzone, endzone yeah
[verse]
i was that n-gg- they stepped on
i was that n-gg- they slepped on
i hope they walk a vest on
leave em for dead like they rest of ’em
it’s gon be on if i catch one
it’s gon be on if i
it’s gon be on if i
it’s gon be on if i catch one, look
i’m ridin around in a 4matic
make the work dissapear no magic
takeover ya site like it’s godaddy
when i press on the gas she like go daddy
i might hit once and dip if it’s so babbid
f-ckin for days & i stopped coming over don’t call up my phone girl you know better
ima beast with the beauties but so better
she tryna turn these 4 minutes to forever
wait, i gotta main though
i cannot f-ck with these lame hoes
ima just stick to the plan & go get me them bands and go get what i came for
no ain’t chilling with n-gg-s i’m hardly around if it’s money then say so
feeling ‘tonio brown for the steelers go deep in this money my n-gg-

[hook]
i’m tryna get my pro on
this money getting so long
my whole team so strong
these b-tches tryna go long
i’m playing all you n-gg-s
feeling like im the man on you n-gg-s

[bridge]
red zone yeah, red zone, yeah
the bread long, bread long, yeah
endzone, endzone yeah

i’m tryna get my pro on
this money getting so long
my whole team so strong
these b-tches tryna go long
i’m playing all you n-gg-s
feeling like im the man on you n-gg-s

[verse]
just a cuththroat n-gg- from the bottom
never had a nothing but the guns we tuck those fillem up with hollows
same young n-gg- with a 38 snub nose slippin up my draws
creepin’ & comin’ up runnin up … everybody down
everybody better get the f-ck down, trippin
lay a n-gg- flat like the green beret
n-gg-s got food for the fiends today
got chickens for the bread like chick-fil-a
n-gg-s act real pie bout a piece of cake
i don’t give a f-ck got cheese to make
got a basket with lunch like easter day
i gotta ride with the heat today
see what’s poppin’ on the streets today
i’m tryna ride for my people
if they gon’ crucify me i’ma die for me people
that pistol got 12 in the clip
that’s a h-lluva trip if i squeeze it to slide for my people
and boy it’s tempting
i hope the lord forgive me
cause no i ain’t going to prison
no-no, i ain’t going to prison, no-no-no-no

[outro]
i’m tryna get my pro on
this money getting so long
my whole team so strong
these b-tches tryna go long
i’m playing all you n-gg-s
feeling like im the man on you n-gg-s

- kidd adamz lyrics

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