stunna dre - ric flair lyrics
[pre-chorus]
hustlin’, hop and trap this is my freshman yeah
fu-fu-f-ck disgrace, i’m just tryna have a freshman year
i’m a rapper, and i guess this is my freshman year
but you can have it, though i’m tryna check some brick fair
[chorus]
brick fair, brick fair, my blood he look like ric flair (woo!)
1000 grams, outta stone cold, it’ll get you down
get you down, get you down, boy it’ll get you down (woo!)
1000 grams, outta stone cold, it’ll get you down
[verse 1]
it-it-it ain’t fair, it ain’t fair we ain’t from over here
set-up, set-up shop, bust the block and make it tip, drip
[?] flushing through the alley
i’m out on bond, and my partner [?] convicted felons
kick out and jams, there’s no way stunna ever tell them
it ain’t no hole, don’t no monster [?] forever [?]
f-ck a job, f-ck a job, you know i got word
keep a 40 with the [] you out this world
[pre-chorus]
hustlin’, hop and trap this is my freshman yeah
fu-fu-f-ck disgrace, i’m just tryna have a freshman year
i’m a rapper, and i guess this is my freshman year
but you can have it, though i’m tryna check some brick fair
[chorus]
brick fair, brick fair, my blood he look like ric flair (woo!)
1000 grams, outta stone cold, it’ll get you down
get you down, get you down (okay), boy it’ll get you down (woo!)
1000 grams, outta stone cold (okay), it’ll get you down
[verse 2: ?]
a-a-ayy, and we can shut ’em down right now
break ’em down, tell em sold [?] for gram
out of, out of town, all with it, i’ll be in yo town
i-in atlanta look there’s [?] it be going down
[?] down, drip thug, don’t you get yo sh-t stuck
leanin’ of that purple stuff, forget yo man [?]
stunna run the bands up, tonight we win the [?] bruh
run up in you crib, everybody put your hands up!
[pre-chorus]
hustlin’, hop and trap this is my freshman yeah
fu-fu-f-ck disgrace, i’m just tryna have a freshman year
i’m a rapper, and i guess this is my freshman year
but you can have it, though i’m tryna check some brick fair
[chorus]
brick fair, brick fair, my blood he look like ric flair (woo!)
1000 grams, outta stone cold, it’ll get you down
get you down, get you down, boy it’ll get you down (woo!)
1000 grams, outta stone cold, it’ll get you down
[verse 3: ?]
hop up out the whip, i meet them [?] the spice
he get that or the [?] the cane with some pops
i get that work in, work out, stretch it if it work out
if the block slow down, bomb, gonna p-ss out
real trap n-gg-, i don’t know what n-gg-s talk ’bout
use to have a four, and a split, at my mom’s house
120 out, i just stashed them at my granny house
120 thou’, i’ll just [?] you f-cking mommy house
[pre-chorus]
hustlin’, hop and trap this is my freshman yeah
fu-fu-f-ck disgrace, i’m just tryna have a freshman year
i’m a rapper, and i guess this is my freshman year
but you can have it, though i’m tryna check some brick fair
[chorus]
brick fair, brick fair, my blood he look like ric flair (woo!)
1000 grams, outta stone cold, it’ll get you down
get you down, get you down, boy it’ll get you down (woo!)
1000 grams, outta stone cold, it’ll get you down
[outro]
brick fair, brick fair, my blood he look like ric flair (woo!)
brick fair, brick fair, my blood he look like ric flair (woo!)
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