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zoro / pure imagination - freddie dredd lyrics

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[zoro]

[verse]
you just stickin’ on me with the goop, creepin’, creepin’
in the cut and you know it is what i do
i could light them with the horror, i think i can feel the marrow
i’m k!lling every day, call me roronoa zoro
i’m high just like a sparrow, i’m shooting very narrow
my focus is right on, feel the heat it’s from the barrel
don’t walk [?], it ain’t real my friend
take it out, lookin’ like a f-ckin’ fool, my man
then check it out, end up in the f-ckin’ pool again
all the blood pour out, like a water can
set it off, can you move?
bonjour bonjour je suis comment allez vous

[hook]
i don’t give a f-ck about you, you’s a fool
i would k!ll you with a minute or two, i gotchu
lucid beats, snorting c0ke and smoking pot, get so high you might get popped
project sockin’, not to knock you get the pop
i don’t give a f-ck about you, you’s a fool
i would k!ll you with a minute or two, i gotchu
lucid beats, snorting c0ke and smoking pot, get so high you might get popped
project sockin’, not to knock you get the pop

[imagination]

[verse]
freddie takin’ off, hit the gear, take it back
b-tch you know i like it fat, put that booty on my lap
i’m a stupid motherf-cker, ain’t the coolest in the world
but the freddie ‘bout to k!ll you bruisin’ it, b-tch you loosin’ it
keepin’ all these b-tches on file
b-tch you are so nasty you are motherf-cking vile
i’ve never seen the movie that is called 8 mile
i will k!ll a b-tch named kim, in a while
what’chu mean, you don’t know, hear my name, close the door
you are f-cking with the six, two eight nine, in the pits, shoot it up
b-tch you are a motherf-cking waste, a disgrace
don’t you ever show your f-cking face
weed, speed, dope, can you cope, with no hope
it ain’t cold, it’s pure imagination
you’s a f-ckin’ b-tch now, come and test my clique
you ain’t f-cking sh-t, it’s your imagination
weed, speed, dope, can you cope, with no hope
it ain’t cold, it’s pure imagination
you’s a f-ckin’ b-tch now, come and test my clique
you ain’t f-cking sh-t, it’s your imagination

[hook: slowed]
i don’t give a f-ck about you, you’s a fool
i would k!ll you with a minute or two, i gotchu
u-u-u-beats, snorting c0ke and smoking pot, get so high you might get popped
project sockin’, not to knock you get the pop
i don’t give a f-ck about you, you’s a fool
i would k!ll you with a minute or two, i gotchu
lucid beats, snorting c0ke and smoking pot, get so high you might get popped
project sockin’, not to knock you get the pop

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