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DJ Khaled

"Fredo"

[Intro: Emilio Sparks]
Takin' care of me?
You're my kid brother, and you take care of me?
Do you ever think about that?
Did you ever once, think about that?
Send Fredo off to do this
Send Fredo off to do that
Let Fredo take care of some Mickey Mouse Club somewhere
Send Fredo to pick someone up at the airport
I'm your older brother, and I was stepped over

[Verse 1]
Never take sides against the fam, you know that
Used to be love, I'm wishin' we could go back
We rocked the same kicks, wore the same throwbacks
Now you shit where you eat, and shop where you stole at
You my brother, you ain't gotta apologize
Went from boys to men, ain't had to harmonize
Went from New Jacks, to G-Money and Nino
Me I was Flipper, you was Gator with the needle
Sneakin' in the crib, don't let the good reverend see you
Swallowed all my pride, put away my ego
Then I ordered the hit, deliver us from evil
The Corleone boys, rest in peace to Vito

[Chorus]
Fredo, said you breakin' my heart
And everything we put together, now you takin' apart
I mean, how could you ever, ever hate on the squad
Leave me no choice, gotta take him to God, damn
Gotta dead my own brother
Gotta dead my own brother
Gotta dead my own brother
Shit's real, how the fuck I'ma tell my mother?


[Verse 2]
Never take sides against the fam, you know this
Tears in my eyes when I sat down and wrote this
Mama always said don't let 'em disrespect your house
I'm Charlie Murphy, no doubt, when they disrespect your couch
Foes tried to plot on me, almost had to drop on me
Shit was too perfect, planned it out properly
We was boss motherfucker
Come to find out you roll with Hyman Roth motherfucker?
Now I gotta catch a body, ready to pull a Homi
Then you let it slip, said you knew Johnny
I knew it was you
Long kiss in Havana, don't know what else to do

[Chorus]
Fredo, said you breakin' my heart
And everything we put together, now you takin' apart
I mean, how could you ever, ever hate on the squad
Leave me no choice, gotta take him to God, damn
Gotta dead my own brother
Gotta dead my own brother
Gotta dead my own brother
Shit's real, how the fuck I'ma tell my mother?


[Verse 3]
Never take sides against the fam, we learnt this
Everything that's mine's is yours, we earnt it
Built a couple bridges, never thought you'd burn it
Used to cut the grass, never thought you were the serpent
My love unconditional, yours had conditions
Never aired dirty laundry, or dishes in the kitchen
I paid close attention, but you? You never listened
Put 'em in the boat and get 'em while he fishin'
I understand why Q let Bishop fall
'Cause once the devil take a hold, they gon' get us all
And use emotions to control you
That's how they got Sonny at the toll booth

[Chorus]
Fredo, said you breakin' my heart
And everything we put together, now you takin' apart
I mean, how could you ever, ever hate on the squad
Leave me no choice, gotta take him to God, damn
Gotta dead my own brother
Gotta dead my own brother
Gotta dead my own brother
Shit's real, how the fuck I'ma tell my mother?

[Outro]
But it ain't the way I wanted it
I could handle things
I'm smart
It's not like how everybody says
I'm not dumb, I'm smart
And I want some respect

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