歌词

Who is Freddie with no gun? I ain't playin', havin' fun I just wanna live my best life I will kill you and your ex-wife I'm living large but it ain't just big enough I need these bodies dead, all stacked up Keepin' all my shit, I keep a glock up on my hip You bitches wanna test my clip, I keep it loaded, never miss I don't give two fuckin' shits you little rascal, let you run Can't escape from Freddie's gun, snub nose .40s, which one? Got my glock, got my shawty, aimin' at the fuckin' party Oh what's up, it's yo' birthday, Freddie's got a little gift Got some bullets flying through ya, shut the fuck up, stupid bitch I'm not lyin', why you cryin'? Asking why you fuck with this Cocked it back and now I'm aimin' at yo' head Cocked it back and now yo' bitch ass friend is dead Pull the trigger now yo' body filled with lead Pull the trigger and I do not want no cred Cocked it back and now I'm aimin' at yo' head Cocked it back and now yo' bitch ass friend is dead Pull the trigger now yo' body filled with lead Pull the trigger and I do not want no cred Cocked it back and now I'm aimin' at yo' head Cocked it back and now yo' bitch ass friend is dead Pull the trigger now yo' body filled with lead Pull the trigger and I do not want no cred Cocked it back and now I'm aimin' at yo' head
Writer(s): Louie Puente, Ryan Chassels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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