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fredo bang - shake-n-bake كلمات الأغنية

[intro: fredo bang]
(roll the dice, richie)
(kj let the beat knock)
first we get the drop then we light his block up
hit ’em in his sh_t, clear the scene before the cops come
mm_hmm, mm_mm

[verse 1: fredo bang]
i put thirty in my glock and put a hunnid in my draco
my youngin’ caught on one, i flew him out and told him lay low
to get a n_gga gone, i press a b_tton like a remote
i give a n_gga stitches, he a b_tch i call him lilo
i don’t f_ck with rappers, most of these b_tch ass n_ggas too fake (too fake)
trappin’, jackin’, rappin’, most of my n_ggas get it a few ways (a few ways)
clapping ’bout that action, ain’t no tellin’ what i’m gon’ shoot today
my house be full of f_ckin’ k!llеrs, i ain’t got no room to hate
word around town, he talkin’ down and want the еnemy (yeah, yeah)
i gotta smash but i ain’t beggin’, ain’t got the energy (yeah, yeah)
he smoked your dawg, i wrote a check, we friends with benefits (yeah, yeah)
got a big bag, now she gon’ sign off, up her chimney (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus: fredo bang]
yeah, one k!ll, two k!lls, i cannot feel (murders)
three k!lls (brr), four k!lls (brr), i’m off the pain pills (off them pills)
five k!lls, six k!lls, i’m outside of your crib (brr, brr)
seven, eight, the feds on us, gotta shake and bake
[verse 2: big30]
at 18, i touched twenty racks, thought i was rich as f_ck
before 19, had hunnid racks, i had to put it up
i turned twenty tons to quarter mil’, i told momma, “it’s up” (brr)
at 21, i touched a whole mil’ and they thought i was bluffin’
half a million worth of cars and i got two_fifty on ice
i go everywhere with my sh_t off the rip, i ain’t tryna fight (b_tch, i ain’t tryna fight)
let a n_gga touch the diamonds, he get hit up with this rifle (brr)
you just got back then get away, you still gon die, that’s on the bible
you know fredo, that’s my brother, can’t wait ’til lil yoyo back (my brother)
known for runnin’ n_ggas down, slam one hunnids in four_door ‘cats (brr, brr)
i can call a play and up the score, big30 quarterback (big30 run it)
i’m slidin’ a bulletproof cadillac, k!ller trail me in the track’

[chorus: fredo bang & big30]
yeah, one k!ll, two k!lls, i cannot feel (murders, murders)
three k!lls (murders), four k!lls (brr), i’m off the pain pills (brr)
five k!lls (murders), six k!lls, i’m outside of your crib (brr, brr)
seven, eight, the feds on
just gotta shake and bake (just gotta shake and bake)
one k!ll two k!lls, i cannot feel
three k!lls, four k!lls, i’m off the pain pills
five k!lls, six k!lls, i’m outside of your crib
seven, eight, the feds on us, gotta shake and bake

[outro: big30]
you know fredo that’s my brother (brr), can’t wait ’til lil yoyo back (murders, murders)
known for runnin’ n_ggas down, slam one hunnids and photo cap (murders, murders)
i can call a play (brr) and up the score, big30 quarterback (murders, murders)
i’m slidin’ in a bulletproof cadillac, k!ller trail me in the track (brr)

- fredo bang

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