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in and out - g fredo lyrics

[intro]
ay man, frizzblock fredo in this b*tch shorty i ain’t even gotta say too much
fredo 2 times in this b*tch, shorty r.i.p my shottas b*tch
ayyy, look

[verse]
lately i’m so focused can’t n0body slow me down
i was born into this gang, b*tch ain’t n0body put me down
i’m the reason why my hood so f*cking lit as it is now
we gon’ turn up on them b*tches, every trip we in and out
and the blue tips from the fn, hit his head, go in and out
and the 17 is my bestfriend, sent the biggest n*gga down
you ain’t gang gang, ain’t a shotta, n*gga you don’t ever even be around
all these old n*ggas ain’t rocking with them, they don’t ever even leave thе house
you ain’t pop out when they took jrugz, i don’t wanna еven hear your mouth
you ain’t pop out when they took nat, i don’t wanna even hear your mouth
they don’t want smoke with these shottas
on dead dogs i be on the other side flipping blocks, try spot one
sendin’ n*ggas up to god, they be only sending n*ggas to the hospital
i’m a slam until he fall, gotta get him gone if you wanna talk sh*t
my shottas, they don’t wanna talk, all they know is k!ll, b*tch we white chalk sh*t
30’s 40’s got it all, type of sh*t we on, n*ggas ain’t on yet
b*tch my shottas really ball, go and call bush tell me if he call back
off a hitta i be gone, so much dead n*ggas don’t who to call next
f*ck it brodie i’ma stop, but they get the picture b*tch, them n*ggas all dead
sent that b*tch so many times at him he ain’t have a choice but to fall back
i know that n*gga was embarrassed when he got tagged, he ain’t even shoot back
tweakin with us on the hood, b*tch, when them shottas catch him that’s a new pack
ayyy, f*ck that leave him outta gas, roll him up, then we leave him in the past
trouble shaking the scene h*lla fast, jump out slamming like he ain’t have a blast (gunshots x4), b*tch
they know we giving out free smoke, headshots
then we stand over and free throw
b*tch if you ain’t running up that bag we can’t speak hoe
and b*tch you ain’t getting no d*ck from me if you can’t deepthroat
ayy, fredo ain’t worried ’bout a thing
glizzy on me plus my shotta, everywhere i go i’m straight
know some p*ssy n*ggas plotting, karma say that she can’t wait
and f*ck what everybody talking, tell ’em say it to my face
i dropped this 30 on him faster than that n*gga could say wait
huh, than that n*gga could say wait
i dropped this 30 on him faster than that n*gga could say wait
look
you ain’t at the table b*tch then you just in the way
that n*gga’s supposed to be your brother, how you eating in his face
it be n*ggas just like you them shottas putting on a plate
how the f*ck you banging the gang and ain’t making sure your n*ggas straight
that’s why lot of n*ggas fool, so don’t be surprised when they end up on the news
everybody gotta die b*tch, this sh*t ain’t nothing new
every shotta that i lost, they took a part of me too
lil’ b*tch say that she know fredo but what fredo, b*tch there’s two

[outro]
ayy fredo 2 times b*tch, which fredo there’s two
n*ggas know how we rock, n0b sh*t, hsm4l
man i know this what y’all been waiting on

- g fredo lyrics

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