fredo santana – fuck you up (feat. soulja boy & tadoe) lyrics
featuring soulja boy & tadoe
(hook: fredo santana)
featuring soulja boy & tadoe
(hook: fredo santana)
turn up on a f-ck n-gga, we don’t give no f-ck
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
turn up on a f-ck n-gga, we don’t give no f-ck
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we’ll f-ck you up, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
(verse 1: soulja boy)
thirties in the cut, fredo in the cut
pull up to the club, shooting sh-t up
pull up in that porsche, knock the roof off
red beam on his nose, call him rudolph
b-tch it’s big soulja, yeah big soulja
i done took over, pull up in the white rover
same color c0ke, whipping with the soda (cash)
lil dre, and fredo b-tch we taking over
s.o.d. b-tch, g.b.e. b-tch
fresh as f-ck, riding through these streets b-tch
if a n-gga talk, he better know i’m packing
ready for that action, k!ll that n-gga off in traffic
we’ll f-ck you up, this is not a game
hit a l!ck, pop another chain
i had to stack twenty racks on my f-cking chain
fredo, tadoe, soulja, all these b-tches know our name
(hook: fredo santana)
turn up on a f-ck n-gga, we don’t give no f-ck
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
turn up on a f-ck n-gga, we don’t give no f-ck
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we’ll f-ck you up, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
(verse 2: tadoe)
pull up to the club with them thirties tucked
acting real tough, we’ll shoot you up
we don’t give a f-ck, we go nuts
been up in the field, no amateurs
acting all hard, we blam at ya’
got the thirty on me, no lacking bruh
catch you in the field, it’s a drill
rolling of a pill, this sh-t is real
rolling off the molly, while in the party
rolled off in a ‘rari, shoot up the party
now your man’s dead, well b-tch i’m sorry
b-tch i’m from chiraq, we go the hardest
you know how i rock, b-tch don’t get popped
rolling off the molly, i smoke on top
b-tch i love to flex, we want them checks
shoot you with this tec, right in your neck
(hook: fredo santana)
turn up on a f-ck n-gga, we don’t give no f-ck
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
turn up on a f-ck n-gga, we don’t give no f-ck
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we’ll f-ck you up, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
we got thirties in the cut, we’ll f-ck you up
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