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Freddie Dredd

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Come on, baby, let′s go get another fucking stain

Beat them, whip them with the chain, feeling good up in the rain

Thera-therapy, I'll be killin′ bitches 'til the end of meChoking on your words, tell you when it's gonna hurt

I′ma break your heart, Freddie gonna make you fucking split a-

(What the fuck was that, Fred?)

(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, bitch)

Consequences heavy, are your bitches ready?

Step into my Chevy, aiming very steady

Calm down, you ain′t scared now

You accept your fate, you can't relate, you bow down

Stop that bitching shit, you never know who got the clip

Aiming at your head dead, gonna put your ass to bed

Night, night, bitch, you′s a light, bitch

Freddie bright, bitch, murk a fucking snitch

Rest in peace, mane, take a load off

Cold in your damn grave, I think I got a cough

Shit, I'm sick, I got it from your blood

These bitches always try to fuck with me, I′m in the mud

Let's try to sort that out, I promise you I will go easy

Your carcass fucking freezin′, trickin' you, it was so easy

I don't want a bitch or a hoe, I think you just got to go

Meet me at the corner store, gonna leave you wantin′ more

Little suckers always comin′ up to me

What you tryna say, you little bitch? I'll end your day

I don′t want a bitch or a hoe, I think you just got to go

Meet me at the corner store, gonna leave you wantin' more

Little suckers always comin′ up to me

What you tryna say, you little bitch? I'll end your day