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fredo santana - og bobby johnson (freestyle) lyrics

[hook]
word on the street i’m a suspect
hanging with bds in chiraq
chopper on the side where the couch at
i ain’t gotta talk cause i’m ’bout that
og bobby johnson
og bobby johnson
og bobby johnson
og bobby johnson

[verse 1]
if it’s beef then n-gga where your house at?
i don’t need rap, where my trap at?
you ain’t really game, you just rap that
put money on your head like a snapback
give juice my gun, gone blast that
clown–ss n-gga i just laugh at
looking like a l!ck, where my mask at?
“fredo ’bout that life?” you gotta ask that?
come to my hood, where your p-ss at?
you wifed that b-tch and i smashed that?
money good, plug don’t count that
got 30 shots with me, better count that

[hook]

[verse 2]
come on front street, that’s where i boss at
aim at your head where my cross at
whoop a n-gga dead, don’t care what it cost me
you ain’t talking money, godd-mn, you lost me
pull up high in your driveway
chopper, let that b-tch go sideways
the n-gga died on a monday
should have paid my -ss on a sunday
shoot a n-gga like a runway
got the beam on the 30, can’t run away
chopper get to spraying, n-gga, andale
i’m a k!ll his -ss, that’s what folk say

[hook]

[verse 3]
sneak diss twitter beef miss me
got a 30, got a 40, got a 50
i’m a pull up on your block
juice, d-rose coming with me
kidnap a n-gga, now he history
k!ll everybody, don’t leave no witness
got a chopper and a semi
dare a n-gga think i’m pretending (on dave)

[hook]

- fredo santana lyrics

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