Freddie Dredd - With My Glock** lyrics

[Chorus] With my- with my Glock, I co*k 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 b*tches is so fun, it ain't for fame (ain't for-) With my- with my Glock, I co*k 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 b*tches is so fun, it ain't for fame [Verse] Kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like Lego blocks This image in my mind is your neck, in a knot All these groupie b*tches, tell them go and kick rocks The Freddie is еxclusive to my b*tch, and you are not Plenty othеr people wanna be like me But they don't got the guts, or the car, or the nuts b*tches 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?