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Fredo Bang

Throw Away

 

Throw Away

(album: UNLV - 2022)


(These hoes got to hear this shit, Saucii)
(Evergreen with the heat, yeah)

[Fredo Bang:]
Yeah, if you hurt me once, then you gon' hurt me twice
I won't take your word if it ain't feeling right (Ain't feeling right)
I been living wrong, been tryna get it right (Get it right)
And if a ho don't wan' fuck, then ain't nothing nice
I done (Yeah) hopped out of them bushes with them killers, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
I been dancing 'round the beef, and get jiggy wit' you
Pissberg, [?], I'll steal a nigga
My first kill, I'm still fucked up 'bout how I did the nigga
I might thug a hundred wall, get the pack in
I spent a million on his bond, now he back in
Dressed in black tryna steal, I'm a bandit
I'm pray to God my dawgs never get caught lacking

[Fredo Bang {G Herbo}:]
Throw away (Go away)
Go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway (On the doorway)
Yeah, I been trying hard to keep the Demons in (Yeah, yeah)
I been trying hard not to go kill again (Yeah)
Throw away (Go away)
Go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway (On the doorway)
Yeah, I been trying hard to keep the Demons in (Yeah, yeah)
I been trying hard not to go kill again {Ayy, brr}

[G Herbo:]
Everyday, I'm suited up
Tinted up in black trucks
The internet mislead us
Got kids, and they need us
The murder rate keep building up
You take one, go three for one
Now, I pray to God I don't get no 'nother killer (Ayy)
My brother died (Brr), I'm out of town, now that's another feeling
When I get mad, Iw anna slide, I don't need no fucking hitters
Think homicide, it's time to ride, I want my brother with me
I don't trust a nigga
Said they peace, but now they want Ps, man, fuck them niggas
If in vain, I make them bullets rain, shouldn't of said my name for the game
My Beretta flame, shot out Fredo Bang (Bang)
He get money, so, they sliders gon' tuck they chains
We got throw-aways so we don't do a thing

[Fredo Bang:]
Throw away (Go away)
Go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway (On the doorway)
Yeah, I been trying hard to keep the Demons in (Yeah, yeah)
I been trying hard not to go kill again (Yeah)
Throw away (Go away)
Go away (Go away)
I done put some dirt up on the doorway (On the doorway)
Yeah, I been trying hard to keep the Demons in (Yeah, yeah)
I been trying hard not to go kill again (Yeah)

Yeah, I been trying hard to keep the Demons in
Yeah, I been trying hard not to go kill again
(Hardbody)

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