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Correct Famlay Freestyle Lyrics
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Feat. Famlay and Pharrell [Famlay & (Pharrell)] It ain't nothin'' y'all can teach me I been locked up more times than Sweet Pea See I'm from North cause a coffin make ya slee-py Turn ya children into 'Off' you tryna sneak me Or tryna creep me, the realist shit I ever spoke So I'ma spit it when I finish, I'ma slit my throat This shit is like 2-11 mixed wit coke Leave you spinning like the tennis balls in ya spoke, nigga Dark secrets, man I wont lie They came to the light a man is gon' die All hope is lost and Famlay's gon' fry Cause I did shit the average man just wont try Like what, war against an army wit a hand gun I'm Famlay, and when my fucking chance come I'm running wit it, on e'ry song I'm coming wit See some you think you can take from me, then come and get it See I'm from Huntersville, e'ry thang we done is real My niggas come in here, my niggas come to kill And I dare y'all to try and diss us See you in the streets it ain't nothing discuss Maaan, we gon' stomp yo ass dead in the ground New weeks, couple bodies where yo head'll be found, nigga Cut off ya wrists, and they feet no prints (Gangsta) Now I'm in the Six, (Gangsta) wit the heat no tense, you see me Boy (Pharrell) In Virginia, them guns go, bang, bang In Virginia, them guns go, bang, bang In Virginia, them guns go, bang, bang Niggas, bang, bang, bitches, bang, bang In Virginia, them guns go, bang, bang In Virginia, them guns go, bang, bang In Virginia, them guns go, bang, bang Niggas, bang, bang, bitches, bang, bang
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