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Shred

Shred

ShredGang, **** (Shred)

Free Stone (Shred, Shred, Shred, Shred)

I got a pocket full of blue strips (Yeah), hoes be likin' that (Yeah)

On the plane, luggage stuffed with the finest pack (On my mama)

My **** in the field with them wolves like diamondbacks (Dre)

Hit his block, drop a hundred, then we slidin' back (Rrah)

**** ain't gangster, boy (Nah), that shit for play-play (Shut the fuck up)

This handgun I got shootin' out them AK's (Yeah)

Five-seven hit him, spin him like a Beyblade (Haha)

Now he need one wish like he Ray J (Pussy ass ****)

Murders and robberies all up on my resume (On the Bible)

But when I put the pistol down, that's when the cheddar came (Uh-huh)

Don't think it's sweet 'cause I'll pull up and still let it rain (Bah)

Used to think I'd get rich off shreddin' change (ShredGang, ****)

Put the pistol in his mouth, hands where his pockets at (Shut the fuck up)

Any tussle, pistol whip him, then I sock his ass (Then I sock his ass)

Never been a time I slid and we ain't poppin' back (Never)

**** took the sauce, ran with it, copycats (Ham)

Bitch, I been a boss (Yeah), you **** ain't shit (Y'all ain't shit)

Take this back, throwin' twenties in a day shift (A whole dub)

Leave the club stabbin' with sweats in a spaceship (Skrrt)

Streets told on Rucci, boy, he ain't shit

There them **** go

Yeah, it's us again

I'm tryna touch a whole hundred, what the fuck they payin'?

They be like there them **** go

And we still on that

Don't make me pull up, put this pistol where your dome at

There them **** go

Yeah, it's us again

I'm tryna touch a whole hundred, what the fuck they payin'?

They be like there them **** go (Shred)

And we still on that

Don't make me pull up, put this pistol where your dome at, pussy

Kick a door, walk right in with them Glocks out

Any **** make a move gettin' shot down

So many red and green beans like the Shmop House

Had his pussy ass leanin' like some tops out

Here we come again, you **** better hide

Tell lil' bull, "A **** pop me, boy, you better slide"

Treatin' shells like dollar bills, we gon' let 'em fly

And we gon' drop on whoever ain't no kin of mine (Pussy)

I been stackin' blues (Yeah), these **** mad at that

But what I do next month gon' make 'em extra mad (Yeah)

Hit the club with the ladder with my extra ass

Stay out my hood, catch you slippin', you don't get a pass, pussy

There them **** go

Yeah, it's us again

I'm tryna touch a whole hundred, what the fuck they payin'?

They be like there them **** go

And we still on that

Don't make me pull up, put this pistol where your dome at