Kick Rocks (ChopNotSlop Remix) Freddie Dredd (Ft. Lil Darkie & OG Ron C & The ChopStars)
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[Chorus: Freddie Dredd]
With my—with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie—the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus—the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing—killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for—)
With my—with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie—the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus—the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing—killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
[Verse 1: Freddie Dredd]
Kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like Lego blocks
The image mind-my mind is your neck in-knot-in-knot
All these-All these groupie bitches, tell them go and k-rocks-rocks
The Frеddie is exclusive to my bitch, and you arе not
Plenty—plenty other people wanna be- And you are not
Plenty—plenty other people wanna be- And you are not
Plenty—plenty other people wanna be like me
But they don't got the guts, or the gall, or the nuts
Bitches-Bitches call me daddy, but I'm gonna k-eir daddy-daddy
Smoke a fatty, I have had it, where's my gun-is-where is Bradley?
[Chorus: Freddie Dredd]
With my—with my—with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie—the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, ins-brain-brain
The chorus—the chorus said it, I just want your-NA-NA-DN
Killing—killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
With my—with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie—the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus—the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing—killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for—)
With my—with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie—the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus—the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing—killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
[Verse 1: Freddie Dredd]
Kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like Lego blocks
The image mind-my mind is your neck in-knot-in-knot
All these-All these groupie bitches, tell them go and k-rocks-rocks
The Frеddie is exclusive to my bitch, and you arе not
Plenty—plenty other people wanna be- And you are not
Plenty—plenty other people wanna be- And you are not
Plenty—plenty other people wanna be like me
But they don't got the guts, or the gall, or the nuts
Bitches-Bitches call me daddy, but I'm gonna k-eir daddy-daddy
Smoke a fatty, I have had it, where's my gun-is-where is Bradley?
[Chorus: Freddie Dredd]
With my—with my—with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie—the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, ins-brain-brain
The chorus—the chorus said it, I just want your-NA-NA-DN
Killing—killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
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