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fredo osama - computerz lyrics

[verse 1]
n+ggas steady ‘talkin sh+t and think they hot
untill i bop up out that v
i’m out that cut and show you not
i’m steady out here inna field
yea i’m out here ‘clearin blocks
that n+gga dead just check the news
and yes i did it bump them shots
i’m not gon run what i look like
i’m the type to bump a glock
yea them n+ggas think they ‘drivin
till they get they dumbass stoped
until they stretched up onna curb
and now they dumb ass all on fox
like his ass had claustrophobic
finna stuff him inna box
i’m finna cook up in this b+tch
i’m finna show y’all ass the plot
g+23 and add a 30 now i call that b+tch a mop
ion gotta mention names
bro y’all know what i be on
when you ‘leavin that b+tch crib
bro you bet not leave yo phone
and he was ‘loafin in my set
i chased that lil n+gga home
and he nit halfdome for no reason
cause he out here hitting domes
g+17 bro i love that glock
and thats my dirty chrome
b+tch i’m a psycho
why you tryna start some beef
just leave me lone
take a scoop up out a n+gga
like i put him inna cone
and if it’s smoke just let it known
so i can light you in that bong
[refrain]
i just got a brand new chop
yea we out here
and we ‘lookin for a brand new opp n+gga

[verse 2]
roll the v
and let me out again
when i’m ‘slidin boa that sh+t will never stop
just like the wind
when i hop up inna ‘stu
it’s off the dome don’t need no pen
and bro got 7 inna pipe
he bust that b+tch like jeremy lin
bounce out the v
you gon shoot it till it’s done that’s how you hop
and man the police told me stop
like why you ‘clearin all these blocks
i be ‘cookin all the opps
i put they dumbass inna pot
they call me fredo or a psycho
but that b+tch she call me wop

- fredo osama lyrics

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