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Fredo Bang

Many Men

 

Many Men


(Ayo, Lari, this shit fye)
(Wonder Boy)
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)

Two, two brand new Glocks, these bitches fresh up out the pawn shop
Ain't sparing shit, they get caught lacking, then they all shot
Let that door swing, uh, I'm in all black just like Bruce Wayne
Propane, hit him with that fire just like Duke, man

We killed many men, spin a bend, spin a bend
I'm killing with these ends, drop a ten, drop a ten
We killed many men, spin a bend, spin a bend
I'm killing with these ends, drop a ten, drop a ten

I put 'em through a nigga chest and tell him, "Vest up" (Tell him vest up)
I keep this bitch up on my side, that's for my dick, uh (Grrah)
A nigga see me, they know it's murder, better have they stick up
You tryna get that shit in blood, you better not pick us
Pull up all black like Akon with a stick tucked (Stick tucked)
Spin a bend in windows tinted, this a pickup, hmm (This a pickup)
Lay him face down, tell him stay down, he can't get up (Pussy bitch)
Hit him by his spine, he ain't have time to pick his blick up (Yeah)
I put a nigga on a shirt and pray to God I beat the charge
Flip that boy with two Dracos like a lil' bitch in a ménage
Line him up, send a bitch, hundred shots, cut the clip
He worked that stick and got a check, but he ain't even got no job

We killed many men, spin a bend, spin a bend
I'm killing with these ends, drop a ten, drop a ten
We killed many men, spin a bend, spin a bend
I'm killing with these ends, drop a ten, drop a ten

Yeah, heard he at the 'telly, then we pop him in the lobby
Hundred in this bitch, if it don't jam, it ain't no stopping
I been flashing, showing my ass, might drop a bag just 'cause I got it
Caught him broad day, that burner melt him like some chocolate
I been spinning since a jit, got more bloods than the OGs
Get on my nerve, I bend your curve, all of my opps, they know me
Move to the 'burbs, we still gon' swerve, the opps ain't getting no sleep
I say the word, put twenty-four across his chest like Kobe

We killed many men, spin a bend, spin a bend
I'm killing with these ends, drop a ten, drop a ten
We killed many men, spin a bend, spin a bend
I'm killing with these ends, drop a ten, drop a ten

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