Yo Man
Freddie Dredd
Shit!
I'm in the motherfucking tropic, bitch!
Doom Shop, bitch!
Yuh, ok
Met this hoe
Said she overdosed about a month ago
I don't know
Think about her body, lay it on the floor
What a waste
Freddie could've killed that bitch without a trace
On the next one
Freddie gonna let the bitch run
Fucking with this suicide
These bitches know where I reside
Dredd is what they worship
All the killing is immersive
I don't need business from you bitches
I just do it on my own
You gon' cross the wrong path
And Freddie gonna let you know
All you players tryna play
I'mma wash your life away
Don't you think today the day
That the Freddie walk away
Pussy want it
He really, really want it
We'll shoot him in his face so he won't wake up in the morning
W-w-wake up in the morning
Met this hoe
Said she overdosed about a month ago
I don't know
Think about her body, lay it on the floor
What a waste!
Freddie could've killed that bitch without a trace
On the next one
Freddie gonna let the bitch run
Met this hoe
Said she overdosed about a month ago
I don't know
Think about her body, lay it on the floor
What a waste!
Freddie could've killed that bitch without a trace
On the next one
Freddie gonna let the bitch run
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