Fredo Bang – Yeah Yeah

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[Intro]
(Ooh, that’s a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin’ this beat)

[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
Nigga yeah, yeah
Big ol’ pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah
Big ol’ pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
Brand new .40 Glock just copped up out the shop
Hollows hit his skin, he need some water cause them bitches hot
Niggas talkin’ gangsta when you see me make your pistol pop
Rest in peace to you, that draco make a pussy nigga pop and lock (Pock and lock, pop and lock)
Bin Laden pistols, they go stupid everytime we spot an opp (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got thirty in this .30, he died on the second shot (Baow, baow)
They wan’ burn me, I’m not nervous ’cause I keep this pistol cocked
He was talkin’ like he hard now on a shirt his picture cropped (Bitch)
.40 knockin’ off your tattoos (Yeah, yeah), I go nuts like cashews (Yeah, yeah)
Catch ’em in the whip I’m tryna do ’em like the last dude (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Every hood up in my city ain’t no section I ain’t ran through
I spend a quarter at the light knock off a limb, nigga bad news

[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
Nigga yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol’ pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol’ pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah
Nigga yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Gee Money]
Look
Run up on me wrong, I’ma flip a nigga, zip a nigga (Grrrah)
Watch how quick I flash and let the choppa hit ’em
Don’t fuck with my bros, I stick to the code
Shout out to my niggas gone, and the ones on the road
Lean got me movin’, slow still I gotta pay attention
I know niggas wanna kill me, I can’t let a nigga get me
My life is a movie, Percocets got me groovy
I’m a young fly nigga bossed up, shout out Lucci
Heard a nigga hatin’, really dog, I can’t hear you
Took off on them feds, left them niggas in my rear view
Big ol’ Ruger, that bitch bussin’ leave a nigga dead
Closed casket, I don’t want your chest I’m aimin’ for your head
Nigga, yeah

[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
Nigga yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol’ pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Big ol’ pistol on my waist, I could go fed, yeah
Put that pencil on a nigga, we bust lead, yeah
In the rental tryna leave a nigga dead, dead
Nigga yeah, nigga yeah
Nigga yeah, yeah
Nigga yeah yeah

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