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JB Fredo

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(Gang)
(Fredo)
(JB my nigga)
If a nigga want the beef, yea JB Slide spin and Bend
If I don't get you that first time, bitch
I'm gon' spin again
I'm quick to tell a nigga, man,
F*ck you and your fuckin' kin
I got it out the mud, bitch, more than once
And I'ma do it again
Remember bein' back in them motels,
Rapping with the twins
Carbon on the side of me
I'm strapped up in this lion's den
Can't put no trust up in a bitch, she lie
She get gone like the wind
Can't put no trust up in a nigga
If he pie he get you 10
I had a bitch that said she loved me
Knew she did, it didn't last
I had so many problems and I still was tryin to get a bag
Chillin' at the crib with her friend, she givin up that ass
Before she made me wait It was late, she called me daddy, yeah
Bent her on that Bed, she throw it her back, that pussy stupid wet
Lil threesome with her friend, she ate her up, and gave me super neck
Seen us in my future from the bottom, runnin' up a check
Remember when we went out to the club, yea, I'm performin' this
Trappin' out them rooms, mucho cocaina and the fent
Thick bitch out of mine, she off her dub, yeah, she work for me
Got one out the club, gon' show some love to Aurora the best
Rollin' up this pressure, concentrated smoke, go through your chest
If a nigga want the beef, yea JB Slide spin and Bend
If I don't get you that first time, bitch
I'm gon' spin again
I'm quick to tell a nigga, man,
F*ck you and your fuckin' kin
I got it out the mud, bitch, more than once and I'ma do it again
Remember bein' back in them motels,
Rapping with the twins
Carbon on the side of me
I'm strapped up in this lion's den
Can't put no trust up in a bitch, she lie
She get gone like the wind
Can't put no trust up in a nigga
If he pie he get you 10
I let you meet the killer that they say in me was really dead
He ain't got no mind, but he gon' step what you wanna bet
Niggas just be talkin', but JB quick to deflate your chest
Lurkin' in the hood, JB insane, he be up in blicks
My brother keep my head leveled out, I be quick to snap
In the fucked up mind of JB sayin', take the nigga out
Go ballistics, in the game grind hard on my paper route
Young nigga keep it comin' until I'm eatin' with paper route
I see three M's in my future I'm tryna double that
I jump to six to a ten, that's how I need it back
I remember tryna cook this shit at home, fuckin' up the bach
I'm tryna touch a mill Al Capone , ain't got no time to relax
If a nigga want the beef, yea JB Slide spin and Bend
If I don't get you that first time, bitch
I'm gon' spin again
I'm quick to tell a nigga, man,
F*ck you and your fuckin' kin
I got it out the mud, bitch, more than once and I'ma do it again
Remember bein' back in them motels,
Rapping with the twins
Carbon on the side of me
I'm strapped up in this lion's den
Can't put no trust up in a bitch, she lie
She get gone like the wind
Can't put no trust up in a nigga
If he pie he get you 10

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