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fredo santana feat. wooh da kid - ball lyrics

ball on these n-gg-s mane like there’s no tomorrow
got a couple bad b-tches on me, i don’t even call
call my choppa queen latifah cause i’m ’bout to set it off
real trap n-gg- man, i done sold it all
marble floors, no beat down roaches on my wall
remember going to school broke with holes in my drawers
now i got ’em gucci drawers with a 1000 b-tches to call
now i’m that n-gg- man, who would ever thought
now i’m that n-gg- man, who would ever thought
who would ever thought mane who would ever thought

wack n-gg-s be loony tunes, i will shoot at any goon
these little n-gg-s, y’all can’t fit up in my shoes
y’all know i carry big old tools, i go by them big old rules
i can teach ya -ss off even though i dropped out of school
i don’t speak for f-cking nothing, have my shooters shoot at you
if there’s beef or something, i don’t do what rappers do
in the trap, i’m trapping fool, want a pound? i’m taxing you
want a brick? i’m taxing you but try to rob, i’m clapping you
say you a street n-gg- but in jail giving up your food?
boy you ain’t a street n-gg-, who the f-ck you trying to fool?
10 bands on your head just to get my shorty’s something to do
more like free money and ’em cause i’ma pull up too

“now i’m that n-gg- man, who would ever thought— fredo santana feat. wooh da kid

ever since my pops died, no father figure
4 years later, lost my brother, mission harder n-gg-
now i’m 15 with a strapped out 30
me and little waka catch you slippin’, do you dirty
came a long way from so icy to the squad
b-tch who with me to chop some sh-t apart
momma was a hustler, daddy was a killer
added up my options but this pistol felt more realer
so i’ma ball on ’em like there’s no tomorrow
ball on ’em like there’s no tomorrow
i might just set it off, all in the car
100 rounds, all in the car

- fredo santana feat wooh da kid lyrics

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