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ebk young joc - free my thugs lyrics
[intro]
(legend made another one)
[verse 1]
i love to do the dash in the whip, it make me feel different (skrrt)
dog up a hundred, just hit for fifty, half a mil’ ticket (ayy)
i’ma keep bustin’ until the yoppa c_ck and still cl!ck it
janky as it get, i’ma strip him if i don’t feel n_ggas (b_tch)
okay, we outside every day, so what they lyin’ for? (what the f_ck?)
i nearly shot my own brother tryna pop the bag
lots of hoes, oh, for sure, we got a lot of poles
not to forget, boy, you know we got a lot of ‘cho
when my brother up that chop, he yell, “geronimo” (ah_ah_ah_ah)
he think he slime, we get to pickin’ out his snotty nose
i gеt him gone, that’s my amigo yellin’, “adiós”
[chorus]
free my thugs, though (free the thugs)
oh, thеy want gun smoke? (give it to ’em)
f_ck it, let that gun blow (ah_ah_ah_ah)
so many choppers and glocks, it look like a gun show (b_tch)
[verse 2]
in the strip party, loaf on me, let them ones go (where they go?)
you ain’t tryna f_ck, lil’ bitty, what you come for? (ayy, what the f_ck?)
hit him with the drac’ and ten milli’, boy, he done for (ah_ah_ah_ah)
off a four with some wock’, i’m sick, he got me dumb gone
woo, d_mn, i just fell asleep (d_mn)
took her out to eat, don’t bring your money, baby, this on me (leave it at the house)
overfilled the foreign on accident, you ridin’ around on e (skrrt)
pop a perc’, who you feelin’ like? b_tch, a f_ckin’ beast
before i trust a ho, i’m cleaning sand off the beach (like what the f_ck?)
what you pour up in, a fanta? this a crush, a peach (hah, let me know)
glock 30 with a thirty, i’ma up the gleek (ah_ah_ah)
(i’ma up the gleek, i’ma up the gleek)
this that murder music, chops out, we’ll beat your blocks down
tryna ride the wave, hope he can swim, n_ggas might drown (n_gga)
two poles in the coupe, just me and trey when we ride around (just me and bro)
n_gga, we don’t do the loafin’
bl!cky fully loaded, i’ma call this b_tch a super soaker
boys get behind me, do the dash, i ain’t pullin’ over
she shakin’ ass, i tried to grab it, bring your doonies closer
she a cougar, caught this b_tch drinking a mimosa (what the f_ck?)
do the dash in the ‘cat, f_ck it, do some donuts (skrrt)
i drink lean, not no liquor, i’ll f_ckin’ throw up (yeah)
he from a gang, what he bang? what the f_ck he throw up? (what the f_ck?)
what the f_ck he throw up?
[chorus]
free my thugs, though (free the thugs)
oh, they want gun smoke? (give it to ’em)
f_ck it, let that gun blow (ah_ah_ah_ah)
so many choppers and glocks, it look like a gun show (b_tch)
free my thugs, though (free the thugs)
oh, they want gun smoke? (give it to ’em)
f_ck it, let that gun blow (ah_ah_ah_ah)
so many choppers and glocks, it look like a gun show (b_tch)
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