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trxlogy - freddy krueger lyrics

freddy krueger

[intro] :

whoo !! , heh
oww my gawd, i f-cking k!lled that cop
they call me ghiaccio n-gga
whoo !! , heh

[chorus] :

freddy krueger (young freddy)
i cop a figure , krueger
dead lunars , i shoot a n-gga , tumour
i broke her leg and her finger
call me krueger (i broke her leg)
k!ll these b-tches in the bed
night maneuver

freddy frue

freddy krueger (freddy)
i’m ballin’ like i never did
these n-gga’s weak
they hate me , to satisfy em’
that is b-tch
i struck that b-tch
because she telling she want a kid
caq’ on my wrist
freddy and jerry wright , yeah we did

[verse 1] :

i write to god after sip of lean
cut a b-tch , don’t let her get to me
beat f-cking like a melody
i shoot upon em’ cause they k!lling me
i close my eyes for the millieme
is nighttime and i’m threateny
don’t smoke with those enemies
they go’n make you lose those hunnid g’s
i don’t know how the f-ck i crossed that life

trapk!ller in the house
f-ck a wife , no spouse
i’m from the east and the south
i rose a garden in the nawf
why these n-gga’s so loud
i wanna make my momma proud
i move quick without a sound

i come from the east
and i hang with a beast while i’m eating a feast
smoke on da trees
while she hang on a leash
she eating some d
when i mack she get cheese
in the hills of the bees
out here to get some keys
fire on ‘licia keys

i’m rich so i hop out and leave
i’m krue so i chop you and leave
got cookies all over my syss
freddy da realest

[bridge] :

one , two
freddy’s coming for you
three , four
better lock your door
five , six
grab a your crucifix
seven , eight
are you still awake ?
nine , ten
never sleep again

[chorus] :

freddy krueger
i cop a figure , krueger
dead lunars , i shoot a n-gga , tumour
i broke her leg and her finger
call me krueger
k!ll these b-tches in the bed
night maneuver

freddy krue

[verse 2] :

freddy krueger oh my god
young ghiaccio too sloppy
czech republic in the lobby
k!ll you no way you can stop me
nightmare on ghiaccio street
slice on that b-tch and i leave
young n-gga pull up with he demons
ice cold young ghiaccio
ghiaccio pulled up on that b-tch with bankrolls
that b-tch was stuck in bando
ain’t no way that i could save her
she begged her life for tha fameboy
my face on tv , now she came for me
i know she know that i’m a druglord
i get on my knees and i praise lord
red stripes , robert eng wore it (woah)
i look at my clocky
these n-gga’s go’n watch me
i wanna flood n-gga’s with the ap icy
i k!ll with no license
a young n-gga pulled up with a bodied buckie
ain’t talking politely
strap those n-gga’s and go dump in a potty
youngtaescottie
we just wanna get the bag
ain’t no problem

where ever the gang is
you know that ghiaccio will go
i put the ice on
she make it spice so i put the ring on her role
i met some angels and some dead angels
but a young n-gga done grown
you love it you pull out a show
young n-gga i ain’t playing no more

[chorus] :

freddy krueger
i cop a figure , krueger
dead lunars , i shoot a n-gga , tumour
i broke her leg and her finger
call me krueger
k!ll these b-tches in the bed
night maneuver

freddy krueger

freddy krueger
i’m ballin’ like i never did
these n-gga’s weak
they hate me , to satisfy em’
that is b-tch (i shot a cop)
i struck that b-tch
because she telling she want a kid
caq’ on my wrist
freddy and jerry wright , yeah we did

[outro] :

whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whooo, whoo, whoo?

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