Kick Rocks (feat. Lil Darkie)
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⏱️ 2:52 duration
🆔 ID: 2385643
📜 Lyrics
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
Kicking- Kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like Lego blocks
This image in my mind is your neck, in a knot
All these groupie bitches, tell them go and kick rocks
The Freddie is exclusivе to my bitch, and you are not
Plenty- plenty othеr people wanna be like me
But they don't got the guts, or the gall, or the nuts
Bitches call me daddy, but I'm gonna kill their daddy
Smoke a fatty, I have had it
Where's my gun and where is Bradley?
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA (DN-)
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
M-M-Money fallin' out my pockets while I run from the police
I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
The chorus- the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
M-M-Motherfucker what you talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
Slide it- slide it on 'em with the choppa
G-G-Glide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
W-W-Water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish hoe say that she aqua
C-C-Cocaína, that shit run through Nicaragua
A-And yeah I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
A-And fuck the way you think, I should be talking p-p-proper
P-Put that AK-47, talking back like you his papa
P-P-Popping at the opposition, with lead and copper
C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
What- what you hid in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
The chorus- the chorus, don't tell you what you can with nothing
More bitches for the killing nigga-
With my-, With my-, With my-, With my-
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
Kicking- Kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like Lego blocks
This image in my mind is your neck, in a knot
All these groupie bitches, tell them go and kick rocks
The Freddie is exclusivе to my bitch, and you are not
Plenty- plenty othеr people wanna be like me
But they don't got the guts, or the gall, or the nuts
Bitches call me daddy, but I'm gonna kill their daddy
Smoke a fatty, I have had it
Where's my gun and where is Bradley?
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA (DN-)
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
M-M-Money fallin' out my pockets while I run from the police
I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
The chorus- the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
M-M-Motherfucker what you talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
Slide it- slide it on 'em with the choppa
G-G-Glide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
W-W-Water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish hoe say that she aqua
C-C-Cocaína, that shit run through Nicaragua
A-And yeah I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
A-And fuck the way you think, I should be talking p-p-proper
P-Put that AK-47, talking back like you his papa
P-P-Popping at the opposition, with lead and copper
C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
What- what you hid in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
The chorus- the chorus, don't tell you what you can with nothing
More bitches for the killing nigga-
With my-, With my-, With my-, With my-
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.09] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[00:02.83] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[00:06.12] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
[00:09.97] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
[00:13.59] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[00:16.51] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[00:19.91] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
[00:23.62] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
[00:26.72] Kicking- Kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like Lego blocks
[00:30.50] This image in my mind is your neck, in a knot
[00:34.19] All these groupie bitches, tell them go and kick rocks
[00:37.36] The Freddie is exclusivе to my bitch, and you are not
[00:40.56] Plenty- plenty othеr people wanna be like me
[00:44.04] But they don't got the guts, or the gall, or the nuts
[00:47.61] Bitches call me daddy, but I'm gonna kill their daddy
[00:50.97] Smoke a fatty, I have had it
[00:52.51] Where's my gun and where is Bradley?
[00:54.62] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[00:57.74] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[01:01.04] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA (DN-)
[01:04.72] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
[01:08.75] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[01:15.58] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[01:21.63] M-M-Money fallin' out my pockets while I run from the police
[01:25.06] I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
[01:28.55] The chorus- the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
[01:31.89] M-M-Motherfucker what you talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
[01:35.22] Slide it- slide it on 'em with the choppa
[01:38.06] G-G-Glide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
[01:40.67] W-W-Water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish hoe say that she aqua
[01:44.95] C-C-Cocaína, that shit run through Nicaragua
[01:48.06] A-And yeah I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
[01:51.70] A-And fuck the way you think, I should be talking p-p-proper
[01:54.67] P-Put that AK-47, talking back like you his papa
[01:58.33] P-P-Popping at the opposition, with lead and copper
[02:01.80] C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
[02:04.37] What- what you hid in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
[02:07.85] The chorus- the chorus, don't tell you what you can with nothing
[02:11.32] More bitches for the killing nigga-
[02:13.40] With my-, With my-, With my-, With my-
[02:15.55] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[02:18.21] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[02:21.57] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
[02:25.11] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
[02:28.76] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[02:31.88] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[02:35.29] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
[02:38.98] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
[02:42.11]
[00:02.83] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[00:06.12] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
[00:09.97] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
[00:13.59] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[00:16.51] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[00:19.91] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
[00:23.62] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
[00:26.72] Kicking- Kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like Lego blocks
[00:30.50] This image in my mind is your neck, in a knot
[00:34.19] All these groupie bitches, tell them go and kick rocks
[00:37.36] The Freddie is exclusivе to my bitch, and you are not
[00:40.56] Plenty- plenty othеr people wanna be like me
[00:44.04] But they don't got the guts, or the gall, or the nuts
[00:47.61] Bitches call me daddy, but I'm gonna kill their daddy
[00:50.97] Smoke a fatty, I have had it
[00:52.51] Where's my gun and where is Bradley?
[00:54.62] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[00:57.74] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[01:01.04] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA (DN-)
[01:04.72] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
[01:08.75] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[01:15.58] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[01:21.63] M-M-Money fallin' out my pockets while I run from the police
[01:25.06] I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
[01:28.55] The chorus- the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
[01:31.89] M-M-Motherfucker what you talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
[01:35.22] Slide it- slide it on 'em with the choppa
[01:38.06] G-G-Glide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
[01:40.67] W-W-Water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish hoe say that she aqua
[01:44.95] C-C-Cocaína, that shit run through Nicaragua
[01:48.06] A-And yeah I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
[01:51.70] A-And fuck the way you think, I should be talking p-p-proper
[01:54.67] P-Put that AK-47, talking back like you his papa
[01:58.33] P-P-Popping at the opposition, with lead and copper
[02:01.80] C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
[02:04.37] What- what you hid in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
[02:07.85] The chorus- the chorus, don't tell you what you can with nothing
[02:11.32] More bitches for the killing nigga-
[02:13.40] With my-, With my-, With my-, With my-
[02:15.55] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[02:18.21] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[02:21.57] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
[02:25.11] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
[02:28.76] With my- with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
[02:31.88] Freddie- the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
[02:35.29] The chorus- the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
[02:38.98] Killing- killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame
[02:42.11]