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trapboy freddy - shirt كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
put him on a shirt, da_da_da_da_da_da_da
these n_ggas r_t_rded, look what they done started, put him on a shirt (shirt somethin’)

[verse 1]
white flag, red shirt (yeah), go get a red he_rs_
quick to block a p_ssy, all that arguin’ make my head hurt (uh)
hear them n_ggas bumpin’ now (what?), we’ll catch ’em later (shh)
potato head, got turnt to a baked potato
heard he was a stepper, he got stepped on (b_tch)
all that motherf_ckin’ dissin’, now his ass gettin’ repped on
way his ass was slippin’, would’ve thought he had a vest on
nike outlet, heard them boys put a check on him
only reason he talkin’ ’cause he walmart, he ain’t the target
ain’t no more safe shoppin’, better watch out where you park it
mya knew not to play with me (what?), mya used to stay with me (yeah)
mya ass was f_ckin’ rain, whole time, she wanted three
mya want the bag, you know me, my ass too cheap
i ain’t never f_cked mya, she was like a sister to me
she told ’em where i parked my van, they poppin’ ‘fore we parked it, n_gga
shoot from all across the street, them p_ssies wasn’t no real k!llers (p_ssy)
i’ma let you in on a lil’ story you don’t know
push was on parole so we didn’t ride with no poles (uh_uh)
rest in peace my n_gga crip, we slidin’ for you, woe
rest in peace my n_gga drizzy, he died ’bout lil dro
okay, i’ma pop my sh_t for them, f_ck how a n_gga feel (f_ck ’em)
cutthroat, grimy, you ain’t know i used to steal
yeah, lil’ buddy rap good, i told his ass to chill (hold up)
what’s the point of goin’ number one if you can’t see it?
[chorus]
put him on a shirt, da_da_da_da_da_da_da
look what you done started, these n_ggas r_t_rded, put him on a shirt (shirt somethin’)
put him on a shirt, da_da_da_da_da_da_da
look what you done started, these n_ggas r_t_rded, put him on a shirt (shirt somethin’)

[verse 2]
dissin’ on lil dre, left his lil’ b_tch_ass on 35
what he doin’ over there? that boy there from the other side (stupid)
drop another cd, sh_t, he dead, i can’t trip about it (f_ck)
writing all them posts, too many likes, you gettin’ hit about it
oh, he in the ground? two hundred thou’, go and dig him out it
that n_gga was trippin’, he was slippin’ by that black audi (stupid)
every time somethin’ gangster happened, he wanted to rap about it (trap)
that n_gga ain’t poppin’ sh_t, he died just for rappin’ ’bout it (trap)
freddy, he can’t rap (rap), freddy ass strapped (strapped)
if the rap flop (what?), freddy in the trap (on god)
taggin’ me in posts about a bust like i’m hurt (so?)
they don’t even know i love that, that’s like a shirt (3)
freddy not an amateur (nah), i knew how to handle it (come here)
it really wasn’t his fault, he needed a new manager (dummy)
hunt him like an animal, he ran out of stamina (yoom)
blog used my name, tryna make me turn they channel up (turn up)
rap game f_cked up, hope they got some hustle (hustle)
can’t sell, whip, here, hope you got some muscle (muscle)
better have your pistol, we ain’t got no time to tussle (oh, no, no)
hate when n_ggas miss, if they hit, they get doubled (boom)
everybody drop a bag, love me some hot fries (yeah)
you gon’ need more than peroxide, tryna hiside
all that rappin’ ’bout saner like that ain’t my side (boy)
talkin’ ’bout he was outside, boy, your ass was inside
[chorus]
put him on a shirt, da_da_da_da_da_da_da
look what you done started, these n_ggas r_t_rded, put him on a shirt (shirt somethin’)
put him on a shirt, da_da_da_da_da_da_da
look what you done started, these n_ggas r_t_rded, put him on a shirt (shirt somethin’)

- trapboy freddy

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