Blow

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Freddie Dredd - Rap, Experimental Rap

Blow

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[Chorus] Blow your brains out wit' a fuckin' forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin'— Doomshop, mothafucka Blow your brains out wit' a fuckin' forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin' forty-five, bitch [Verse] What the hell you smokin' on, you actin' like a bitch Freddie Dredd is runnin' up on you with double clips I don't even need to look, I close my damn eyes What the fuck I'm shootin' at? Oh, it's the blue sky I'ma aim it anyways, fuck if ya die No, bitch, why are you assumin' I am high? I am not high, bitch, I'm a bad guy Let me go to work, bitch, tie my damn tie I'ma step all over the dead Smokin' packs, about to give a fuck what you said Flying coast to coast, I give a fuck 'bout the bread Don't step too close to the fuckin' Fred I'm too buck, I'm too strapped up Bitches wanna fuck, I can not spare another nut All these hoes, these bitches wanna know "Hey man, Freddie, where did you get ya flow?" I'm too buck, I'm too strapped up I— I'm too buck, I'm too strapped up I'm too buck, I'm too strapped up I— I'm too buck, I'm too strapped up [Chorus] Blow your brains out wit' a fuckin' forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin'— Doomshop, mothafucka Blow your brains out wit' a fuckin' forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin' forty-five, bitch Blow your brains out wit' a fuckin' forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin'— Doomshop, mothafucka Blow your brains out wit' a fuckin' forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin' forty-five, bitch

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  • Freddie Dredd