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Fredo Santana( Derrick Coleman )
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History
[Chorus] It's all about the Glory man, these bitches aint shit to me Pull up in that rari man, I left my top history Nigga run up on me I'ma leave his ass history His mama lookin' for him, Man i made left his ass history I keep it too hood, I'm what you fucc nigga's pretend to be Sit down class, pay attention, this is history Young livin' legend, Man I'm givin' out history In my pocket, dead folks, Nuttin but history
[Verse 1] I keep it too hood, I'm what you fucc niggas pretend to be I don't need new no friends, Just give me all enemies Never trust a thot, man you know how these bitches be Maybe fuck her once or twice but never three Too weeks, no sleep, trappin hard, tryna move a couple keys You should wana get tough with me Put some money on ur head, all it cost me was a couple G's Only hang with gang bang killa's and a couple thieves Smokin OG, poppin pills, sippin lean like it's tea Told my niggas kill that nigga when they see him bring him to me Watch what you say when you talkin' When you talkin' to me Aint no rat ass nigga but i be chasin cheese
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[Verse 1] Stunt so hard, make these pussy niggas sick of me Bad bitches, Sicily, my plug come from Italy I be where them killas be, I send em killas where you sleep Put rollie on my wrist and that bitch cost me twenty G's hours in my pocket on my neck thats bout 20 keys Couple shots to the face, you think bout robbin me I don't smoke no other weed, all i smoke is OG, I come from oh six one Bitch that is front street, pass came from ? my gun and watch that nigga dump heat, Pass came from ? my gun and watch him knock his target off All these niggas say they bout that life, shit knock it off Got yo bitch ridin, trappin, shown her how to top a boss
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