Like That Fredo Bang (Ft. Rob49)

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[Intro]
Ain't that DJ Chose over there?
Look like DJ Chose
Hardbody

[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we steppin' in my section (Yeah, we step)
Yo' favorite rapper got protection (Protection)
Yeah, it's a body when we catch him
Bitch, you know I- Bitch, you know I-
Bitch, you know I don't play like that
Them ain't facts, you just flexin' (Them just facts)
Yeah, throw that guap, we gon' exit (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
It's a body when we catch him (Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bitch, you know I- Bitch, you know I-
Bitch, you know I don't play like that (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
I put a bag on yo' brother (In that ditch)
Man, read my Drac', not my lover (Not my bitch, woah-oh)
Put on a switch, now she stutter (Yeah, that switch, grr)
Bitch, you know I- Bitch, you know I-
Bitch, you know I don't play like that (Yeah)
Murder rapper, roll 'em up
I'm tryna match a nigga (Tryna match it)
I'm a smooth stepper, put the paper on him like a paster, nigga (Yeah)
Got to watch your partner
These niggas be two-faced (Two-faced)
Nigga talk to me, I better swap them out for these blue faces (Ha)
What's your body count? (Yeah, yeah)
What you livin' like? (Yeah, yeah)
All these niggas be talkin' 'bout murder
I don't believe the hype (Yeah, yeah)
Way before the rap, I wasn't eatin' (I wasn't eatin')
Way before the rap, die for a screenin' (Die for, yeah)