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g fredo – they don’t know lyrics

[intro]
oh my god, who’s this? (?)
ay man, frizzblock fredo in this b+tch
shorty i ain’t gotta say too much
rip all my n+ggas free all my n+ggas man
n0b sh+t die homes man
n+ggas know how we give it up
ayo (?) they don’t know about this sh+t right here man
but i say… gang

[verse]
they don’t know bout them nights on the block
all 10 poes up used to fight for the glock
couldn’t put down the pole i was out on the road late nights tryna’ catch me an opp
took my big brodie nat know he had to get back lil n+gga got sent up to god
and that sh+t f+cked me up it’s like one day you with me just chillin’ the next you gone
used to post up ask me if i got it
knowing d+mn well you know i got it
d+mn n+gga run up that’s a body
used to always tell them that i got em
keep it on you money come in problems
everybody hate you when you got it
heard what happened i got outta pocket
put it on my mother i ain’t stopping
drop a body we gon’ double back
everybody with him getting clapped
what’s your drop n+gga that’s your ass
run up on him leave that n+gga flat
if brodie took your sh+t won’t get it back
take that l and leave it in the past
run it up we getting to that bag
keep my shotta with me we don’t lack
try us you’ll be leaving in a bag
we got bunch of poes up in the stash
when we pop out n+ggas think it’s tag
glizzy got a laser in the flash
when i make it n+ggas gon’ be sick
imma’ buy my mom a bigger crib
imma’ buy the gang a bunch of bl!cks
and we gon’ leave the state we taking trips
hit the hood give back to all the kids
promise my life crazy as it is
but when i make it n+ggas gon’ be lit
buy the gang some foreigns let em’ pick
spilled right out the foreign on em’ kids
drop a 30 on them off the stick
since a short i been taking trips
f+ck the opps they all gon’ rest in p+ss
n0b crack the c frizzblock hsm+79 ain’t want us to gang way
slide through when we slammin’ don’t care bout no cameras you b+tch n+ggas know how my gang play
always gotta’ keep some for the get back
big ass 40 it ain’t got no kick back
n+ggas know i play a dirty ball game
run it down imma’ shoot from long range
promise brodie imma’ make em’ all pay
catch em smack em even if it’s broad day
“fredo’s p+ssy” (yeah that’s what they all say)
“imma’ k!ll em” (yeah that’s what they all say)
momma know i keep it with me always
1 up top and my glizzy always
shotta strapped and he with me always
try some’ stupid you gon’ get it all b+tch
30+ and we gon’ drop it all b+tch
if you ain’t in it then don’t get involved b+tch
we broke and thirsty yeah let it ball b+tch
spinning daily steady tryna’ off sh+t
catch him slipping you gon’ get your car flipped
beat the statue b+tches must’ve lost it
and we ain’t with all that on and off sh+t
catch him we gon’ hit him with some hot sh+t
goes for any n+gga on that opp sh+t
we gon’ put them n+ggas in a coffin
free j money free ace free cody free that n+gga blake
ask the opps they know it ain’t safe
if we get the drop we sliding through they way
we don’t play fair they gon’ say they love you but they don’t care
say they got your back but they ain’t there
wait until you die show up and they cry
but they ain’t show you love when you was still alive
give up everything to get my n+ggas back
it don’t feel the same without my n+gga nat
thinkin’ bout you sh+t just give a n+gga chills
all this sh+t we been through how could this be real
they don’t know about them late nights in the field
young and still in school and now he tryna’ k!ll
who am i to blame i can’t even tell em’ sh+t i’d do the same
charge into the game did a n+gga filthy at an early age
(?) the pole and i was in the game
popped a couple n+ggas made em’ feel the pain
lost a couple n+ggas lotta’ sh+t done changed
og’s really love me put on for the gang
hsm for life b+tch you know how we play
[outro]
n+ggas know how we coming man
headshot mafia gang
f+ck around+f+ck around+f+ck around and get smoked n+gga

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