Fredo Bang - How It Go (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Fredo Bang - How It Go (en) Lyrics
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That nigga ain't gon' stop touch
of us, believe me, you heard me
It's gon' be you and me
What it is
Speakin on my name better
keep that iron with ya
They say they down to ride but
ask em if they dyin with ya
My partner died your partner died
you just don't post your nigga
I call a play youngin gon blitz
I'm tryna coach that nigga
Toast a nigga soul with this draco
You know its fuckin real catch
a nigga lackin hit his stomach
I think I snapped a rib
Walkin light on papers people watchin
but I'm thuggin still
Your partner died the price up on his
head you know I paid the bill
Seven like he got it on the
love fuck the price tag
5 just hit my phone like you
a pit you better bite back
Osama say fuck all them bitch
ass niggas they can't
never get they dog back
Go and get a rental I just zipped
em through a cash app
Killers in your bushes tryna
see what all that be bought
Catch em in the driveway ain't
get the chance to leave out
Swervin in a rental tryna make
this day his last dog
Hit em with that pole play it how
it go take that nigga soul
Million dollars off a tape
but still a pop nigga
Anit shit change I'm still the same
I'm hollerin free lil bop nigga
Stood up like a man up in the can
and make they can vouch nigga
Shared a cell with plenty opps and
all them use to fuck with me
Bitch you know I'm really G
Rip my nigga Gee
Niggas hatin bad they doin
sad they want my energy
Pussy run up stupid do em
bad empty the magazine
Draco hit that ass he get to
singin like he pleasure p
I'm just tryna be at peace
Tryna sell my life on beats
Promise I ain't lying dog
I'm tryna put that iron down
My bank account sittin swoll might
spend it all just on bodies
Piss me off and I see red put that
bag up on your motherfuking head
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