By The Evening
Fredo Bang
2:55(?) (Feel like, "Fuck all them niggas") (Goddamn, BJ with another one) (Fah, fah) I say, "Ah, ah, ah" (Okay) I say, "Ah, ah, ah" (Okay) yeah That's me creepin' in that rental, what that beef 'bout? I look like a peeping Tom, I got this dick out Bitch, who got me bent? No five-percent, we knock your tint out T-shirt stickin' to his wound, he up in pain, pullin' lint out I'll make a nigga take that long ride, the one that you don't get out You must have lost your whole mind, we the ones that kill the killers You send a diss, I send a casket, looked on news, that shot was nasty I heard your dog died, see what I be sayin'? That shit be tragic God, I know this shit be wrong, but I'd been lyin' if I said that I won't sin (okay) Why the fuck would I spare you and I wouldn't do it for my kin? (Fuck) Pussy niggas, I can't stand, it's fact, I never ran My friend got a fin, he a fish, Aquaman Uh-huh, he a soldier (uh-huh), Glock got a motor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Don't play with them boys, they pop your top like a soda (uh-huh) Opps, they get rolled up (uh-huh), you can smell the odor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Beef ain't never squashed, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's over Uh-huh, he a soldier (uh-huh), Glock got a motor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Don't play with them boys, they pop your top like a soda (uh-huh) Opps, they get rolled up (uh-huh), you can smell the odor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Beef ain't never squashed, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's over (Hussein) Every time they side die, they got my name in the wind Me and Bang evil twins, same Glock, different Gens Motor on this four-inch, I whip this bitch like a Benz (skrrt) I get a high when they die like it's dope in a syringe Drop that paper to lil' woadie, he gon' shred 'em, he wan' wet 'em up I'm on scene, them niggas better put they head down like seven up (bitch) Twistin' shit like a presser, better tell your stepper, "Step it up" Got a K with a suppressor, put it on they ass like Ethika (bitch, come here) He out his shit, ain't got no mind, shit, me neither (nah) Get in beef and try to leave like nigga won't play with your people Big spider, run with creatures, free Deezy, Meezy, and Ray-Ban Lift up that small Drac' and blow his face in like, "Boo-yah, bitch" Uh-huh, he a soldier (uh-huh), Glock got a motor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Don't play with them boys, they pop your top like a soda (uh-huh) Opps, they get rolled up (uh-huh), you can smell the odor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Beef ain't never squashed, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's over Uh-huh, he a soldier (uh-huh), Glock got a motor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Don't play with them boys, they pop your top like a soda (uh-huh) Opps, they get rolled up (uh-huh), you can smell the odor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Beef ain't never squashed, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's over I say, "Ah, ah, ah" (Okay) I say, "Ah, ah, ah" (Okay) Uh-huh, he a soldier (uh-huh), Glock got a motor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Don't play with them boys, they pop your top like a soda (uh-huh) Opps, they get rolled up (uh-huh), you can smell the odor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Beef ain't never squashed, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's over Uh-huh, he a soldier (uh-huh), Glock got a motor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Don't play with them boys, they pop your top like a soda (uh-huh) Opps, they get rolled up (uh-huh), you can smell the odor (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Beef ain't never squashed, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's over