Freddie Dredd - WTF WAS THAT ** CAN U FEEL RMX **

i dont wna cry (haste)

PiNK WiNDOWS (OG VERSiON)

HOES IN THE FOREST

KENDO THUGS

FLASH CASANOVA

yayayayayayayayyayay. pat is packin eeeeeeee

lyrics:
po-p-p-postman pat, postman pat, postman pat and his black and white cat
early in the morning, just as day is dawning
he picks up all the post bags in his van
all the birds are singing, and the day is just beginning
pat feels he's a really happy man

Day and night!
yeah you know that i got that pack on me
searchin for the pay i pay my dues like i'm in napoli
conjugate your lies and spread the word i bet your pack agrees
in and out, sippin stout ain't no category

4N makin bags so paper comin out the factory
yeah he throwin hands but it don't matter what the matter be
creepin on your block, with a glock and a battery
if you want the smoke, show your face then come back to me

everybody knows
his bright red van
all his friends will smile, as he waves to greet them
maybe, you can never be sure there'll be a knock
(knock,knock)
ring
(ring,ring)
letters through your door
postman pat, postman pat, postman pat and his black and white cat

A.S.A.P yes i need the feta if the 
weather ain't cooperating go get your umbrella baby
knee deep creepin with the sight on the beretta
4N in the trenches of the night in faux leather

am to the pm make a rack for more cheddar know the 
white chalk round the bodybag ain't no tether
i've been at the scene and i ain't ever feelin better
4N leave the bodybag with a signed letter

pat feels he's a really happy man
pat feels he's
a really happy
man

CONTRABAND ✧

Sigils

narcotics (muders that i do rmx)

jan 14 2020

They don't wanna see me doing fine
They dont wanna see me on the grind 
She say I'm the apple of her eye
Stupid ass bitch stop wasting a niggas time 
Shit I don't fuck with no hoe
Cuz they like to show thong with a fucking ring on 
I don't fuck with horoscopes 
I don't care that ya sign match with mine stupid bitch the answer still no
Imma have to put you in the back of the car
If you ever pull up with a Tarat card
You believe in stars
you believe in cards 
but your ass don’t believe in god 
See To me that’s just so odd 
to me that’s so bizarre 
To me I look like zodd
Fuck around and send you to god
I don’t wanna lose my composure 
But I might have to just to hold her
Ain’t gone stop till it’s all over 
Or her body's in my sofa 
You can bet that I’m calm 
I gave her a bath bomb 
That shit was a toaster 
I won’t stop
I could never stop
till those sirens start getting Closer
Well There I go
Out the back door
Dropped my 9 on the patio
But I don’t care no mo
I’m in Mexico with a different hoe
If word goes around
That things went south 
better not here shit come out ya mouth
Before I come to your house 
And you be the next sucka i put in the ground

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Red Handed (Prod. Ryan C)

Originally by Lisa Ono
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Instrumental by https://youtu.be/yaKSscH0RSI

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I Wish You Love (Lisa Ono ver.) cover

narcotics (muders that i do rmx)

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