Fearless Fredo Bang & DJ B Real

[Intro]
(What up, B Real?)
Huh, I'm in the world with it
The real Gee Money, you know what it is, nigga
Blatt, yeah (Hee)

[Verse 1]
Call a dispatch (Yeah), there's a murder, there's a body (Yeah, yeah)
I got hatin' hoes and pussy niggas in my comments (In my comments)
I be really chillin' 'cause the fans, they be watchin' (They be watchin')
My label, they be trippin', I might flash 'em, make 'em drop shit (Fuck)
Wanna trip out on the bitches everytime they try to stop me (Huh)
They don't wanna pay my money, I though gettin' money was thе only option (Damn)
My town, niggas livin' violent, they should've chеcked before they signed me (Grr)
Pursue him, just do him, I'm just out here with my options (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Can of Hoola,thuggin', stuff my mag' up with the [?] (They know)
I was slangin' iron back when robbin' jeans was poppin' (Grrah)
I turned some gangsters into G.O.A.T.s (We did)
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I ran a nigga down in that O (Facts), rub gasoline on my body (Huh)
Lil' one stole my swag, but I ain't trippin', bitch, you got it
Look at you like a son, so I was proud when you started poppin' (Real)
I'ma bang until it's done, and I don't never speak on bodies (Oh, no, no, no)
Tell a nigga before he speak on Gee, he better switch the topic (Pussy)
No, it ain't no problem (Ah), loaded, I'll stop 'em (Ah, ah, ah)
I been tryna change my life and I been focused on the prize
Dissin' me on the 'Gram, how you put yo' lies before yo' life?
I seen you been in central [?] and you know exactly how I been ridin'