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lirik lagu free dudey (remix) – bloodie & dudeylo

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[intro: bloodie]
(it’s kosfinger baby)
n*gga what?
n*gga, ahh, ahh, ahh

[chorus: bloodie]
(like, bro wanna know, who really got active? like, ask me, know i can name a few) know
ahh, free dudey, bro hung out the roof (bro, ahh, ahh)
i had took trips to that block, started boom (ahh, ahh)
like, two hands when i shoot, follow through (like, what?)
what you gon’ do if they comin’ in groups? (n*gga, what? n*gga, ahh)
wait, they comin’ in what? you know i’ma divide ’em
n*gga push up on me, i bet you one of them dyin’ (ahh)
he don’t come to my side, he be lyin’ (ahh)
boy see all these v’s, but i bet he won’t try it (ahh, ahh)
like, three moms, only two of them cryin’
one better be lucky her son had survived it (like)
he couldn’t hug you, watched both of them dyin’
when you outside, you gotta keep you a fire (ahh, ahh)

[verse 1: bloodie]
bro, i know i be sinnin’, i don’t live right (n*gga, ahh)
pray to god that we gon’ take lives (ahh, ahh)
ahh, see bouba, i’m takin’ that ice (n*gga, what?)
like, jenn got me mad, bro, i’m not talkin’ nice (ahh, ahh)
rg caught a dv, he was beatin’ that dyk*
know smelly had died, he was ridin’ that bike (n*gga, ahh, ahh)
kyle richh actin’ tough, but i know he can’t fight
yo, free sb, had him cancel that flight (ahh)
[chorus: bloodie]
(like, bro wanna know, who really got active? like, ask me, know i can name a few) know (ahh)
ahh, free dudey, bro hung out the roof (n*gga, what?)
i had took trips to that block, started boom (n*gga, what? ahh)
like, two hands when i shoot, follow through
what you gon’ do if they comin’ in groups? (ahh)
wait, they comin’ in what? you know i’mma divide ’em (n*gga, what? ahh)
n*gga push up on me, i bet you one of them dyin’

[verse 2: bloodie & dudeylo]
ahh, she can’t chill on my side, she not linin’
straight f*ckin’ these thots, ain’t no chillin’, no vibin’ (n*gga, what?)
spin every block, bro, i bet you they run
throw shots at a club, but they not havin’ fun
like, ‘dot had died, started wavin’ my gun (ahh)
bro, i was bangin’ on opps any day of the month
get st*rdy on the block, i could never be dumb
bro, i stay wit’ my gun, i could never get jumped (n*gga, what? ahh)
ahh, eat this d*ck, b*tch, i’m not tryna rump (ahh, ahh)

[verse 3: dudeylo & bloodie]
no more free me, b*tch i hung out the roof (n*gga, what?)
free sb, mr. do what he do (n*gga, ahh, ahh)
like, what did we do to the 2s?
we the ones that put n*ggas in— (ahh, ahh)
we the ones that put n*ggas in marleys
like he a b*tch, i can see through his heartbeat
like, dressed up like a n*z* (like, ‘cmere, ahh)
double hands, when i fl!ck on his body
n*gga, word to my— ahh, ahh
how many n*ggas got touched? (like, what?)
benzo the bro, tryna go on a hunt
kal g got packed tryna do what he want (tryna do what he want)
like, why would i lie on the homies? (n*gga, ahh)
on the court, tryna throw on the brodies (on the brodies)
hunt, that’s my heart, that’s my crodie (that’s my crodie)
on the wheel, throw with bro, he went od (n*gga, ahh, ahh)
[verse 4: bloodie]
no big gun, you can tell by my bop (bop, n*gga)
he tryna run up, he shot
ah, get to flarin’, they tellin’ me to flock
push up and get put in a box (ahh)
ridin’ dirty, five deep, four knocks (four knocks)
three beams, two bunnies, one hopped
sh*t on zero, i cl!ck til’ he drop
see a hat, i might knock off her top

[chorus: bloodie & dudeylo]
(like, bro wanna know, who really got active? like, ask dudeylo (ahh, ahh), know i can name a few) know
ahh, free dudey, bro hung out the roof (n*gga, know)
i had took trips to that block, started boom (what?)
like, two hands when i shoot, follow through (n*gga, what?)
what you gon’ do if they comin’ in groups? (n*gga, ahh)
wait, they comin’ in what? you know i’mma divide ’em
n*gga push up on me, i bet you one of them dyin’
he don’t come to my side, he be lyin’
boy see all these vs, but i bet he won’t try it (n*gga, ahh)
like, three moms, only two of them cryin’
one better be lucky her son had survived it
he couldn’t hug you, watched both of them dyin’ (n*gga, ahh)
when you outside, you gotta keep you a fire (ahh, ahh)

[outro: bloodie]
n*gga who?
n*gga what?
n*gga, ahh, ahh

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