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freddy p - fred dro lyrics

[verse 1]
they put their hands down, cause they don’t wanna see me dog
i need a crutch because these n-gga’s wanna see me fall
and if you don’t wanna see me ball, then i suggest you cut your tv’s off
13 i was loading up my first stick, taking thugged out pictures with my first b-tch
14 i was going on my first l!ck, just a chrome 38 is what i work with
armed robbery i wasn’t on that purse sh-t
g-code sh-t i’m taking to the dirt b-tch
yeah it’s steal, i’m in the hood bettin’ steel
wearing shirts for homies that bet and k!lled
back then, everybody was ahead of me
to the point that my own mom was scared of me
deep down, i know that i won’t ever hurt her
but she know i’m raised round’ murder

[hook] x2
what do we do
where do we go
when does it stop
somebody knows
oh, uh, oh

[verse 2]
press record dog, it’s time to set the record straight
i’m the bomb man, it’s time that i detonate
i’m from the school of hard knocks, must i educate?
my chopper got a hundred shots and it don’t hesitate
the other day some n-gga tried to break inside my house
i bought a drum, tried to fit that b-tch inside his mouth
i’m fly as f-ck, my gucci jacket came with propellers
i bought this motherf-cker just to make you n-gga’s jealous
and we don’t buy everything that a n-gga sell us
we set the rules, we don’t do what a n-gga tell us
you feel me bird, where that weed at
cause i’mma go where they say we can’t be at

[hook]

- freddy p lyrics

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