ฟังเพลงHow It Go (Explicit)

Song: How It Go

Artist: Fredo Bang

Lyrics: DJ Chose, Hardbody & Fredo Bang

Composed: Hardbody & DJ Chose

That nigga ain't gon' stop touch of us, believe me, you heard me

It's gon' be you and me

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there)

What it is

(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)

Speaking on my name, better keep that iron with you

They say they down to ride, but ask them if they dying with you

My partner died, your partner died, you just don't post your nigga

I call a play, youngin' gon' blitz, I'm tryna coach that nigga

Toast a nigga soul with this Draco, you know it's fucking real

Catch a nigga lacking, hit his stomach, I think I snapped a real

Walking line on papers, people watching but I'm thuggin' still

Your partner died, the price up on his head, you know I paid the bill

Simping like he got it on the low, fuck the price tag

Five just hit my phone like, "You a pit, you better bite back"

Osama say fuck all them bitch ass niggas that can't never get they dawg back

runner, I just zipped 'em through my CashApp

Killers in your bushes tryna see what all that beef 'bout

Catch him in the driveway and get the chance to leave out

Swerving in the rental tryna make today his last, dawg

Hit him with that pool play, how it go? Take a nigga soul

Killers in your bushes tryna see what all that beef 'bout

Catch him in the driveway and get the chance to leave out

Swerving in the rental tryna make today his last, dawg

Hit him with that pool play, how it go? Take a nigga soul

Million dollars off a tape, but still'll pop, nigga

Ain't shit changed, I'm stilla stay, I'm hollering free Lil Bop, nigga

Stood up like a man up in the can and they can vouch, nigga

Share the set with plently opps and all them used to fuck with me

Bitch, you know I'm really G

R.I.P. my nigga Gee

Niggas hating bad, they doing sad, they want my energy

Pussy run up stupid, do him bad, empty the magazine

I'm just tryna be at peace

Tryna sell my life on beats

I promise I ain't lying, dawg

I'm tryna put that iron down

My bank account sittin' swole, might spend it all just on bodies

Piss me off and I see red, put that bag up on your motherfucking head

Killers in your bushes tryna see what all that beef 'bout

Catch him in the driveway and get the chance to leave out

Swerving in the rental tryna make today his last, dawg

Hit him with that pool play, how it go? Take a nigga soul

Killers in your bushes tryna see what all that beef 'bout

Catch him in the driveway and get the chance to leave out

Swerving in the rental tryna make today his last, dawg

Hit him with that pool play, how it go? Take a nigga soul