Fredo Osama - Osama Flow Lyrics

First nigga bailed out he got hit
My snakes send shots out the whip
Chasing him down lil buddy don't trip
And I'm rolling him up like a zip
(Come here come here)
Nigga ran with his gun but he had a whole 30 why the f*ck he ain't empty his clip?
Niggas 'doin that 'cappin I caught him in traffic and sent his ass up like a blimp
Next opp I catch he over killed
Say Fredo OB he known to drill
Post up on the block where them smokas Is
If it's smoke boy it's smoke boy you know it's real (Yuh)
What I look like fighting when most of the time I'm high as f*ck until I spill
Don't make no point cause If I loose I hope a nigga know he 'gettin killed
Haha (Blrt)
Man ion wanna talk y'all know what the f*ck 'goin on man osama boys shit man
Look
Nigga thought I was done chasing him down lil nigga don't run
Spinning to easy this shit 'gettin fun more plays in a day then you did in a month (Yuh)
Pop a Perc with a bitch now I'm finna go dumb
She the one that I want she thinking one
(She dumb)
She think I love her she gotta be dumb
I'm tryna f*ck and leave nut on her tongue
I'm tryna run a mill up with the gang niggas be lame and they can't hang
Shooters on go and they 'shootin like dame
Them bullets they hit I can tell how he scream
Niggas be scared pop out close range the f*ck Is a chain? Nigga I want your brain
I won't settle that nigga I want your gang I do this for real this shit ain't for a name nigga