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fredo bang - die na lyrics

[intro]
vicky vicky, hit him with the fifty
you don’t want to dance, we could get jiggy jiggy
vicky vicky, hit him with the fifty
you don’t want to dance, we could get jiggy jiggy
(keep it with me)

[chorus]
draco on the seat and that glock on my side
n-ggas get to duckin’ every time i ride by
might pull up in the whip, we still doin’ drive-bys
and we givin’ out smoke n-gga, you can die now
draco on the seat and that glock on my side
n-ggas get to duckin’ every time i ride by
might pull up in the whip, we still doin’ drive-bys
and we givin’ out smoke n-gga, you can die now

[verse 1]
i don’t gang bang but my partner 5’9″
free short mane, he was under 5’9″
make sure that he dead, hit him over five times
hit him, bent his legs, they looked like some gang signs
i hope you brought your iron ’cause you know i got mine
never leave my sh-t at home, i learned from the last time
i wasn’t aimin’ for no birds, sh-t i f-ck with matt ryan
give a b-tch a dirt nap, that’s a long bedtime

[pre-chorus]
vicky vicky, hit him with the fifty
you don’t want to dance, we could get jiggy jiggy
vicky vicky, hit him with the fifty
you don’t want to dance, we could get jiggy jiggy
(keep it with me)

[verse 2]
the chopper cook a n-gga like some piccadilly
they finally freed a n-gga, boy i feel like w-lly
say that he got static, boy you know i’m with it
and i want all the smoke, b-tch i would never k!ll it
his partner died but i said nothin’ but he know i sent it
five years parole, don’t talk one instant, i can’t get convicted
ain’t trippin’ on a n-gga sendin’ threats, i keep it with me
i k!ll people, draco spittin’ red, ain’t talkin’ trippie

- fredo bang lyrics

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