Freddie Dredd – No Trace

Talkin’ out ya- talkin’ out ya-
Talkin’ out ya- talkin’ out ya-

Chorus

Rock off my Glock, feel the barrel on ya head
Now you thinkin’ to yourself, that I never should’ve said
“Freddie please I wanna leave, I just wanna go back home”
“I be crying on the floor, Freddie please no more”

Verse

Talk- talkin’ out ya ass, I’m talking all about my gun
And you know I cannot lie to you, I think you better run
Freddie pop up in your place, and whip the smile off your face
‘Bout to leave without a trace, and a grin I can’t erase
Thought never bought, gotta get my guala
You ain’t my father, ain’t no dougie, now just give me money
You fucking with the bitch,
?
I’m so shifty
I’m freaky, you reeky, cannot come here, now meet me
Bossed up, cock up fuck i cock it loaded to me

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, ‘till i hit them doonies
I’ve got my strap I’ve got my 8mm talking you know im shooting
The Freddie
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Chorus

Rock off my Glock, feel the barrel on ya head
Now you thinkin’ to yourself, that I never should’ve said
“Freddie please I wanna leave, I just wanna go back home”
“I be crying on the floor, Freddie please no more”

Outro

“Freddie please can you stop it, please do not cock it”
“Please do not pull the trigger, please bitch you’ve lost it”