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really red - fredo bang lyrics

[intro]
on the l!ck, let’s run it, n*gga (let’s get it, n*gga, k!ller going crazy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah (ayy, ayy, yeah)
yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, yeah)

[verse]
you on that, then let’s run it, n*gga (yeah), you know it stay up with me (sheesh)
you know how it’s goin’, b*tch (yeah), soon as you come f*ck with me (yeah)
pop out with them cutters, yeah (baow), i ain’t even cut a flea (baow)
you can get your brother, yeah, n*gga, f*ck you and your family tree (grrt)
hey, i know ’bout them bodies, baby (woo), they go for like ten apiece (okay)
hit three at the same time, he just dropped a triple deesе (alright)
these hoes bе out they d*mn mind, certain sh*t just get to me (alright)
at a concert singin’ diss songs when i gave you this d*ck to eat (okay)
i come through the city dolo, n*gga (wha), i don’t need no hall pass (okay)
soon as i start poppin’ sh*t, they gon’ say i’m down bad
it kind of hurt my feelings i seen macy with a green flag (alright)
f*ck it, that’s my baby though (alright), if he’ll play, we gonna be all mad (alright)
grab some wings from empire (yeah, yeah), make sure that my sauce ready (yeah)
think you way too old to have that rag around your f*ckin’ head
i see you lil’ d*ck hoppers, grab that boy some lipstick (alright)
playboy always rappin’ lighter, but stay on kentrell d*ck (yeah)
i thought kendrick did credit, i don’t know what he be trippin’ on
and when he around his slimes, he like to act like he don’t see the phone (uh*huh)
what the f*ck is ots? tell him give that sh*t a rest (alright)
hop out with the yoppa, you better dig, b*tch, don’s miss a step (you a b*tch)
[chorus]
i don’t f*ck with green, n*gga (yeah), all these n*ggas really red (baow)
ain’t no more to say n*gga (yeah), all these n*ggas really dead (grrt, grrt, grrt)
switches got banana clips, you know i’m realer breed (grrt, grrt, grrt)
i ain’t like these rappers, n*gga, i’m player ‘nough, i’m ready, yeah
i don’t f*ck with green, n*gga (yeah), all these n*ggas really red (baow)
ain’t no more to say n*gga (yeah), all these n*ggas really dead (grrt, grrt, grrt)
switches got banana clips, you know i’m realer breed (grrt, grrt, grrt)
i ain’t like these rappers, n*gga, i’m player ‘nough, i’m ready, yeah (i’m ready, yeah)

[bridge]
ooh (yeah, huh, ready, yeah)
yeah, b*tch, you out your sh*t, ah, ah (i’m ready, yeah, i’m ready, yeah)
okay, f*ck around, yeah
f*ck around, do a part two on these b*tch*ass n*ggas too, n*gga (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
yeah, like f*ckin’— (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
i like vick wings though, i ain’t really got no problem with vick, i’m just f*ckin’ with him (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
yeah (ah, ah)
ah, but you other n*ggas, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know about you other n*ggas (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
i don’t know, i don’t know (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
i don’t too much like, i don’t too much like you n*ggas (ah, ah, ah, ah)
ah, playboy, send me some beats, n*gga (yeah)

[chorus]
i don’t f*ck with green, n*gga (yeah), all these n*ggas really red (baow)
ain’t no more to say n*gga (yeah), all these n*ggas really dead (grrt, grrt, grrt)
switches got banana clips, you know i’m realer breed (grrt, grrt, grrt)
i ain’t like these rappers, n*gga, i’m player ‘nough, i’m ready, yeah
i don’t f*ck with green, n*gga (yeah), all these n*ggas really red (baow)
ain’t no more to say n*gga (yeah), all these n*ggas really dead (grrt, grrt, grrt)
switches got banana clips, you know i’m realer breed (grrt, grrt, grrt)
i ain’t like these rappers, n*gga, i’m player ‘nough, i’m ready, yeah (b*tch)

- fredo bang lyrics

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