fredo osama - ebk lyrics
[intro]
man f+ck all the opps
man f+ck free band
f+ck obg!
f+ck the cartel
man f+ck everybody man
and f+ck everybody that’s tryna cliq up with em
f+ck smokey
f+ck that n+gga chris
f+ck all them n+ggas man
sneak dissin ass n+gga man
y’all already know how i’m rockin man
go crazy
[hook]
i don’t f+ck with every n+gga
like i’m anybody k!lla
every n+gga ain’t yo n+gga
so i only trust myself
i don’t trust nun of these n+ggas
n+ggas tryna do me dirty
i put da pole to one of these n+ggas
bullets hot like lucifer
it take the soul out a n+gga
i’m tryna score on one of these n+ggas
up da pole on these n+ggas
ebk , f+ck em all
i expose one of these n+ggas
die l’s , f+ck 12 , f+ck cartel , f+ck obg , f+ck free band
and f+ck cello rest in p+ss
[verse 1]
smokey ass he steady woofin
but , don’t really want no smoke
yea he hangin with them jokers
so i guess them n+ggas jokes
pop out , glocks out, obg get checked out
stick ya f+ckin neck out
den the n+gga get checked out
and , i ain’t neva tryna fight
lil fredo known for uppin pipe
goofy b+tch you is a dyk+
he not real just stop da hype
been slidin as a youngin
tote tools like , i’m plumin
bring that f+ckin , 30 out
watch lil chris nem get to runnin
but they know i keep that 50
ion think these n+ggas hear me
let that tec go till it’s empty
catch smokey he get 50
with the simi talm bout poles
you know i got many
i’m m.o.b
that’s till i’m 50!
gettin money till the grave
leave a goofy onna pave
gettin money till the grave
leave a goofy onna pave
[hook]
i don’t f+ck with every n+gga
like i’m anybody k!lla
every n+gga ain’t yo n+gga
so i only trust myself
i don’t trust nun of these n+ggas
n+ggas tryna do me dirty
i put da pole to one of these n+ggas
bullets hot like lucifer
it take the soul out a n+gga
i’m tryna score on one of these n+ggas
up da pole on these n+ggas
ebk , f+ck em all
i expose one of these n+ggas
die l’s , f+ck 12 , f+ck cartel , f+ck obg , f+ck free band
and f+ck cello rest in p+ss
[verse 2]
all eyes on me like tupac
lil fredo don’t lack keep 2 glocks
run down on me , that’s few shots
now he dead on scene
don’t need doc
all they p+ssy ass do is run ya mouth
if you ain’t talkin money what you talkin bout?
watch out for i run right in ya house
put da right in ya mouth
so what the f+ck was that n+gga talkin bout?
put da 30 to his throat he ain’t talkin now
shoot a n+gga in his legs he ain’t walkin now
caught the n+gga at da door he was walkin out
[refrain]
all black when i drill f+ck
run up on me get filled up
now the lil n+gga can’t get up
now he onna stretcher gettin picked up
like tupac said get hit up
that p+ssy ass n+gga got hit up
[hook]
i don’t f+ck with every n+gga
like i’m anybody k!lla
every n+gga ain’t yo n+gga
so i only trust myself
i don’t trust nun of these n+ggas
n+ggas tryna do me dirty
i put da pole to one of these n+ggas
bullets hot like lucifer
it take the soul out a n+gga
i’m tryna score on one of these n+ggas
up da pole on these n+ggas
ebk , f+ck em all
i expose one of these n+ggas
die l’s , f+ck 12 , f+ck cartel , f+ck obg , f+ck free band
and f+ck cello rest in p+ss
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