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lirik lagu second line – fredo bang

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[intro]
(ain’t that dj chose over there?)
(look like dj chose)
(hardbody)

[chorus]
yeah
f*ck this [?] second line
i’ma put that nine on whoever ain’t respectin’ mine (baow, baow, baow)
i’m in my bag, n*gga, plus i got a drac’ in mind
i’ma put that nine on whoever ain’t respectin’ mine (baow, baow, baow)
yeah, i’ma paint the city red (red, uh)
it’s a bag on they head
p*ssy you got dead n*ggas, don’t be dissin’ mine (b*tch, uh)
f*ck them n*ggas make ’em second line (baow, baow, baow)

[verse 1]
f*ck a hater, cross the line, and get your mind wiped
dropped a bag but i’m gon’ ride to make sure that it’s done right
still thuggin’, still posted in the cut
i just bought the block, b*tch that was us, yeah
hit him in his leg, have him walkin’ like a pimp [?] (yeah, yeah)
catch him down bad, then i’m goin’ with my real mood (yeah, yeah)
know that i be plottin’, i been itchin’ for me one more (one more)
i just got this poppin’, now i’m lookin’ for the huncho
let the bands play (woo)
how the f*ck i end up first, i was in last place? (yeah)
[?] i hopped out of jail and bought another drac’
n*ggas know they play me, they see an early grave (baow, baow, baow, grrrrah)
[chorus]
yeah
f*ck this [?] second line
i’ma put that nine on whoever ain’t respectin’ mine (baow, baow, baow)
i’m in my bag, n*gga, plus i got a drac’ in mind
i’ma put that nine on whoever ain’t respectin’ mine (baow, baow, baow)
yeah, i’ma paint the city red (red, uh)
it’s a bag on they head
p*ssy you got dead n*ggas, don’t be dissin’ mine (b*tch, uh)
f*ck them n*ggas make ’em second line (baow, baow, baow)

[verse 2]
we gon’ bring the drop top
reppin’ ’til the drop ball (yeah, yeah)
i hear a tickin’ on his head, that n*gga a cop though
bad b*tch in my dm, wanna f*ck her but she [?] though
they play me like i’m dumb, hoe, i’m a college drop out
i pop pills, i’m a perculator (woo)
and you ain’t gangsta, blood, your momma cuz she raised a faker
a hunnid rounds, i crossed your more times than the f*ckin’ lakers (baow, baow, baow)
the judge [?] on me, a menace, i ain’t even stable
rock you like a [?], n*gga

[chorus]
yeah
f*ck this [?] second line
i’ma put that nine on whoever ain’t respectin’ mine (baow, baow, baow)
i’m in my bag, n*gga, plus i got a drac’ in mind
i’ma put that nine on whoever ain’t respectin’ mine (baow, baow, baow)
yeah, i’ma paint the city red (red, uh)
it’s a bag on they head
p*ssy you got dead n*ggas, don’t be dissin’ mine (b*tch, uh)
f*ck them n*ggas make ’em second line (baow, baow, baow)
[outro]
(ain’t that dj chose over there?)
(look like dj chose)
(hardbody)

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