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fredo santana – freestyle lyrics

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[intro: fredo santana]
squad sh-t
gang sh-t
squad
gang

lethal productions

[verse 1: fredo santana]
rap money plus a n-gga get that trap money
got that .40 on me case a n-gga act funny
ksubi jeans sagging probably got ’bout 50 on me
don’t try to rob me sh-t tadoe got that .50 homie

[verse 2: tadoe]
i’m in the spot posted up with a white choppa
get hit with this, your -ss gonna need you a nice doctor
this b-tch albino, it’ll knock down a rhino
get your -ss smoked, faneto you in the finals

[verse 3: gino marley]
that pistol make you viral whippin’ work with my eyes closed
product you get blindfold stretch it out ’till the pies gone

[verse 4: fredo santana]
pull up to the scene, me, i got like 5 hoes
i’m so d-mn rich i went and got my .9 gold
woke up and rolled a blunt already got like 9 sold
in the kitchen with the fork whippin’ grams out the d-mn bowl

[verse 5: tadoe]
trap money show money, b-tch we get all of that
got your b-tch in the benz, slidin’ we get all the neck
i just poured a ten off the doink, she off the moët
i just gave her half of the perc i think that mean more s-x
but i got packs to drop, rolls cash and guap
boy i heard your album flopped, i ain’t even gotta rap but i keep a knot

[verse 6: gino marley]
and i don’t even gotta trap but i keep a spot
i used to work the block is hot but the berretta c-cked
we used to work the snow every time the weather dropped
codeine promethazine you try to rob you getting dropped
i go from spot to spot the profit take you to the top
don’t need a hand don’t touch my hand unless we countin’ guap

- fredo santana lyrics

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