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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Vocals
HardBody Heero
HardBody Heero
Keyboards
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Songwriter
Jackie Plant Jr.
Jackie Plant Jr.
Songwriter
Raheem Hightower
Raheem Hightower
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HardBody Heero
HardBody Heero
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
David Bone
David Bone
Assistant Mastering Engineer
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Okay these niggas be tellin' Niggas rather see you locked then to see you pop I ain't tryna be friendly They trynna make new friends, I don't want no parts Keep 'em out my business Nine times out of ten niggas hatin' Tryna play on my top, bring that chalk We standin' on business You get caught in the middle if you throw in the cross Drop a lil' bag, we gon' turn up the city Tell 'em bring me his head, I don't care what it cost Hit him in the face if he talkin' that shit He was sendin' them threats so it ain't my fault Word 'round town niggas really get down Got partners in the city from the north to the south Ask about a opp, I'ma play the shit cool But in person it's pressure, I don't wanna talk Grab me a rental, I'ma tint out the windows And they can't see the plate 'cause I'm takin' it off Free Spinna Mitch, he gon' jugg him a bitch You gon' learn what it is when you play with that soft I'm fuckin' his ho just to get in his head Every chance that I get I'ma spit in her mouth Talk out your head, then you losin' your legs I don't wanna hear shit, bitch, you know what this 'bout These niggas just don't know how to quit I say these niggas just don't know how to quit They like to love you when you down, but they hate when you rich They wanna take me off the map but I'm too legit Okay niggas be hatin', they mad I made it White girl on me, that's a bad lil' baby Dissin' on the 'Gram, niggas givin' out cases Coulda had me then, too bad you waited New Hellcat that I got off a pub' Another half a mil' that I got out the mud Even with the hate I'ma show a nigga love Rappin' ain't a crime, tell 'em free Young Thug Niggas be tellin', niggas be tellin' Tell a nigga free Lil Melly Tell 'em free Yoshi Youngin' slangin' iron at a nigga like Ox off Belly My lil' niggas be steppin' Keep it on hush we ain't doin' no reppin' Put a opp down get relish I'ma get it done you can bet it Clutchin' this Glock, I was bee 'fore the buzz Got it on me now and I'm keepin' it tucked Live what I rap, they be makin' it up Ain't got a bitch 'cause I ain't bouta fuss Got me a check and I'm runnin' it up Two or three million, I ain't makin' enough Drop a new song and my prices go up It is what it is, nigga, fuck what it was These niggas just don't know how to quit I say these niggas just don't know how to quit They like to love you when you down, but they hate when you rich They wanna take me off the map but I'm too legit
Writer(s): Fredrick Ii Givens, Jackie Plant, Raheem Hightower Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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