Fredo Bang - Shake-N-Bake lyrics

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Fredo Bang - Shake-N-Bake lyrics

[Intro: Fredo Bang] (Roll the dice, Richie) (KJ let the beat knock) First we get the drop then we light his block up Hit 'em in the street, clear the scene before the cops come Mm-hmm, mm-mm [Verse 1: Fredo Bang] I put thirty in my Glock and put a hunnid in my Draco My youngin' caught on one, I flew him out and told him lay low To get a ni**a gone, I press a bu*ton like a remote I give a ni**a stitches, he a b*tch I call him Lilo I don't fu*k with rappers, most of these b*tch ass ni**as too fake (Too fake) Trappin', jackin', rappin', most of my ni**as get it a few ways (A few ways) Clapping 'bout that action, ain't no tellin' who I'm gon' shoot today My house bе full of fu*kin' killers, I ain't got no room to hate We know I talk that talk, [?] thеy want the enemy (Yeah, yeah) I gotta smash but I ain't beggin', ain't got the energy (Yeah, yeah) He smoked your thug, I wrote the check, we friends with benefits (Yeah, yeah) Got a big bag now, she gon' sign off, up her chimney (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus: Fredo Bang] Yeah, one kill two kills, I cannot feel (Murders) Three kills (Brr), four kills (Brr), I'm off the pain pills (Off them pills) Five kills, six kills, I'm outside of your crib (Brr, brr) Seven, eight, the feds on Just gotta shake and bake [Verse 2: BIG30] At 18, I touched twenty racks, thought I was rich as fu*k Before 19, had hunnid racks, I had to put it up I turned twenty tons to quarter mil', I told momma its up (Brr) At 21, I touched a whole mil' and they thought I was bluffin' Half a million worth of cars and I got two-fifty on ice I go everywhere with my sh*t off the rip, I ain't tryna fight (b*tch, I ain't tryna fight) Any ni**a touch the diamond, he get hit up with the rifle (Brr) You just got back then get away, you still gon die, that's on the Bible You know Fredo that's my brother, can't wait 'til Lil YoYo back (My brother) Known for runnin' ni**as down, slam one hunnids and photo cap (Brr, brr) I can call a play and up the score, BIG30 quarterback (BIG30 run it) I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Cadillac, killer trail me in the track [Chorus: Fredo Bang & BIG30] Yeah, one kill two kills, I cannot feel (Murders, murders) Three kills (Murders), four kills (Brr), I'm off the pain pills (Brr) Five kills (Murders), six kills, I'm outside of your crib (Brr, brr) Seven, eight, the feds on Just gotta shake and bake (Just gotta shake and bake) One kill two kills, I cannot feel Three kills, four kills, I'm off the pain pills Five kills, six kills, I'm outside of your crib Seven, eight, the feds on Just gotta shake and bake [Outro: BIG30] You know Fredo that's my brother (Brr), can't wait 'til Lil YoYo back (Murders, murders) Known for runnin' ni**as down, slam one hunnids and photo cap (Murders, murders) I can call a play (Brr) and up the score, BIG30 quarterback (Murders, murders) I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Cadillac, killer trail me in the track (Brr)

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