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Fredo Bang

2nd Line

 

2nd Line

(Album: In The Name Of Gee - 2020)


(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)
(HardBody)

Yeah
Fuck his family let him second line
Imma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin mine
I'm in my bag nigga plus I got a drake in mine
Imma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin mine
Yeah imma paint the city red
Its a bag on they head
Pussy you got dead niggas don't be dissin mine
Fuck them niggas make em second line

Fuck a hater cause that iron will get ya mind right
Drop the bag but imma ride to make sure that its done right
Still thuggin still posted in the cut
I just spunt the block bitch that was us
Hit em in his leg have him walkin like a pimp do
Catch em down bad then I'm goin with my real move
Know that I been plottin I been itchin for me one more
Just snapped his partner now I'm lookin for the honcho
Let the brass play
How the fuck I end up first I was in last place
Lil boy I hopped out of jail and bought another drake
Nigga know they play with me they see and early grave

Yeah
Fuck his family let him second line
Imma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin mine
I'm in my bag nigga plus I got a drake in mine
Imma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin mine
Yeah imma paint the city red
Its a bag on they head
Pussy you got dead niggas don't be dissin mine
Fuck them niggas make em second line

We gon bring them chops out everytime the drops out heard
I had a ticket on his head that nigga copped out
Bad bitch in my dm would have fucked her but she opped out
Can't play me like I'm dumb hoe I'm a college drop out
I pop pills I'm a percolator
And you ain't gangsta blame your momma cause she raised a faker
A hundred rounds I'm shootin more shots then the fuckin lakers
The judge labeled me a menace I ain't even stable
Rock you like a cradle nigga

Yeah
Fuck his family let him second line
Imma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin mine
I'm in my bag nigga plus I got a drake in mine
Imma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin mine
Yeah imma paint the city red
Its a bag on they head
Pussy you got dead niggas don't be dissin mine
Fuck them niggas make em second line

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)
(HardBody)

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