$uicideBoy$ and Freddie Dredd - Provolone & Heroin

(You did good, $lick)
(It's a SMASH)
Pla-pla-pla-players never die
North, North, Northside
Ayy, Northside, ayy

Pull up in a Benz-uh (North), higher than a bitch-uh (North)
Northside playa gettin' head from a stripper (North)
Gold mouth dizzog (North), fuckin' with that heroin (North)
Dog food shorty, all that shit you sellin' stepped on (North)
Better get the fuck on (North), fuck up off the strizzeet (North)
Pull that glizzy Glock, I make it pop, and leave him deceased (North)
Took his ho with me (North), I heard she was a frizzeak (North)
Coke bottle physique, her pussy got a earring
Let my girl fuck her (North), hit her with strap on (North)
Kick back like a mizack while I get the dizzome (North)
Sippin' on sizzurp (North), I can't hear a wizzord (North)
That chopper leave 'em leakin', put his body in the dizzirt (North)
Bangin' with my folk-uh (North), face on us like poker (North)
Them boys from the Northside, execute you on your sofa (North)
Mane, who the smizzoke? (North) I die for kinfolk (North)
That pride will leave you crizzoaked when I slide with that pistol (North)
N-O-R-T-zee (North), H-S-I-D-E-zee (North)
I ride through the city, them freak hoes show they titties (North)
Poppin' on them pizzills (North), pussies know the dizzeal (North)
Wetto keep the stizzeal, I'm too thick in the vizzille (North)

7th, 7th, 7th Ward
Ayy, 7th Ward
Bitch, I been fuckin' these bitches (7th), now I'm duckin' these bitches (7th)
Untouchable, limitless, ho, don't fuck with my business (7th Ward)
Kermit on my wrist look slick (7th), that's sixteeen thou' around my fist (7th)
Day dreamin' of money 'cause tonight I might just hit some licks (7th Ward)
Take your pick (7th), should I whip the new Benz or the '56? (7th)
Fifty-nine ways to die and all of them involvin' $lick (7th Ward)
Sloth cleanin' his pistol (7th) while I load another sixty clips (7th)
Ready to go to war, but they always end up with slit wrists (7th Ward)
I'm so sick and tired (7th), of all these fakes and liars (7th)
Thinkin' that they fire when really they admire what we do (7th Ward)
Bitin' and bitin' (7th) 'til our style all chewed up (7th)
Now my head all screwed up (7th Ward)
Threw up on bitch when I was fuckin' on her late last night (7th)
Wetto gave me Fenty patch, boy, was feelin' nice (7th Ward)
Droolin' on myself (7th), I couldn't even get my dick up (7th)
Could've been a monk if I wasn't so fuckin' cliqued up (7th Ward)
Grey59, bitch (7th), I'd die for one of mine (7th)
Southside of the lake, I travel north to see my slime (7th Ward)
New Orleans born and bred (7th), I'll make a dollar out a dime (7th)
Always on my toes, I keep my fingers on my nine (7th Ward)

Yeah
I hope they recognize, fuckin' with me you will see the devils eyes
Not alive, hear the Freddie Dredd, you better run inside
I got my Glockie with me, bitches always actin' shifty
I'm countin' up, think 'bout 50, testin' me is very risky
You ain't so hard, you fuckin' bitch, you fuckin' fraud
Ain't my job, teach a lesson, better count ya fuckin' blessings
I'ma boss, take the loss, if you hate me, fingers crossed
I'ma beast, ain't the least, get to killin', it's a feast
One more time, on my grind, and I never have to find
What I'm lookin' for, say the word, and bodies start to hit the floor
I think I gotta go, I'm runnin' from the time, you know
I'm Freddie Dredd, you ho, posted in the cold before
I never heard of you, pussy boy, ain't got the juice
I wanna kill a fool, that's all I want to do
Stockin' up on ammo, always ready for the next
I'm about to fuck ya life up , 'cause you fuckin' with the best
"Freddie, please, do not do it, Freddie, please, can you stop?"
Nah, nah, bitch, I'ma demon and I'm runnin' on the clock

Written by:
Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux Jr.

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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