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fbg duck - fool me lyrics

[intro: fbg duck & young pappy]
gang! yeah!
n-gg-s know how we rocking
aye, pap, what’s up, boy?
what’s the word, duck?
pbg, fbg
i think they probably gon’ like this sh-t
i don’t give no f-cks though, n-gg-
i’m with this sh-t for real, n-gg-
free all the guys

[hook: fbg duck]
when i pop out it’s a movie, them b-tches choosing
i got her and her wet, just like a jacuzzi
go make a decision, please don’t be stupid
we’ll pull on your block with them cannons and shoot us a movie
you can not fool me!
boy, you not who you say you is
you can not fool me!
boy, stop with the bullsh-t
you can not fool me!
them n-gg-s who with you some b-tches, some dimwits
you can not fool me!
boy, you a b-tch and i see it in you
you can not fool me!

[verse 1: young pappy]
you can not fool me!
like a old head, you can not school me
i been in the field, grammar school with the toolie
a whole lot of sh-t, had no business doing it
i was still doing it, and i ain’t never ever been a b-tch
been all in your background, you ain’t never been on sh-t
i can see it in your eyes, n-gg-s see me, be surprised
cause i ain’t spittin’ rhymes, i got my metal in this b-tch
and nina ain’t got no type, n-gg-, like a dyk-, n-gg-, she don’t like n-gg-s
these sh-lls bigger than shark teeth
take a chunk out you, it’ll bite n-gg-s
this life come with death or the can
i don’t see how it still excite n-gg-s
free the guys, still sending kites n-gg-
and blessings on the cases that they fighting, n-gg-
cause i done been in that jam, so free leek e. and clam
shout out to pbg bam, smoke dope by the gram
no, i don’t give a d-mn, let my .40 spray like it’s pam
they know i go ham
once i let this b-tch blam, you better hope this b-tch jam
i don’t f-ck with n-gg-s just like uncle sam, but stay with a couple k!llers off the yam!

[verse 2: fbg duck]
he thought he had me, i’ma take my belt off, beat his -ss like i’m his daddy
or i can just shoot him up badly and turn his b-tch -ss to ashes
but nah, i’ma have mexicans pull up on him in a truck
he gon’ be stuck, f-ck it, we sn-tchin’ him up and put him in a truck
dummy, do you even know who you playing with?
i ain’t finna keep saying sh-t, bro thirsty to let the new f&n spit
i got some money coming cause my motherf-cking hands itch
if it’s trouble then dutty comin’ with the drums just like he nick cannon
banana clip in the chopper, boy don’t get your top pilled
try to think he slick, ride through my sh-t and you gon’ get your car flipped
he think he cold, fill him up with some hot sh-t
these n-gg-s fu, they won’t pop sh-t
my shooter’ll come through your block just to make a mess with the mop-stick

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