FREDDIE GIBBS

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My Nigga

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Tell A Friend

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Freddie Gibbs:] Thug nigga...

On Me

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Go For It

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Middle Of The Night

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Wayne Blazed...

Boxframe Cadillac (’83 Deville Mix)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook x2: Z-Ro] Even...

Stay Down

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Slammin’ money all...

Krazy

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro:] I know we...

Bout It Bout It

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Freddie Gibbs:] No doubt...

Walk In Wit The M.O.

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Kush Cloud

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook:] Floatin off of...

The Hard

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro/Bridge: Dana] I know...

Money, Clothes, Hoes (MCH)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook:] And I stay...

The Diet

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Pharrell] You should...

Still Livin’

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none What you know...

BFK

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: x2] East side...

My Dawgz

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook:] I do this...

Heaven Can Wait

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] 24 hours...

Neighborhood Hoez

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Menace II Society

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Str8 Slammin’

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] Can...

Natural High (Even Higher Learning)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] You like...

So Amazin’ (P.S.A. Part 2)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Sebastian Mego] Sexual...

My Homeboy’s Girlfriend

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro:] Money and bitches Niggas...

B.A.N.ned

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] Fuck you...

Let ’em Burn

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Burn muthafucka burn! I’m...

Let Ya Nuts Hang

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] Now...

Twos And Fews

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

187 Proof

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] I grew...

Rob Me A Nigga

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] Rob...

Barely M.A.D.E. It

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Freddie Gibbs:] At night...

Wild Style

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Is the return...

Rap Money

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Lord Giveth, Lord Taketh Away

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Oil Money

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1 –...

Rock Bottom

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Chorus:] Damn, it can’t...

Personal OG

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Smokin’ fire, pourin’...

The Coldest

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro][Verse 1: Freddie...

National Anthem (Fuck The World)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Back when I...

Rep 2 Tha Fullest

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Str8 Killa, No Filla

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1 –...

World So Cold

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none The most perfect...

How We Do (’93 Til…)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Once upon a...

In My Hood

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Woke up this...

Flamboyant

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none East Side GI,...

Queen (Luv U 2 Death)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Gun Shots] She like...

From Tha G

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none One time for...

What It Be Like

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none You can take...

G.I. Pride

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] I was...

Seventeen

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro:] I’m from the...

My Nigga

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Tell A Friend

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Freddie Gibbs:] Thug nigga...

On Me

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Go For It

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Middle Of The Night

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Wayne Blazed...

Boxframe Cadillac (’83 Deville Mix)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook x2: Z-Ro] Even...

Stay Down

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Slammin’ money all...

Krazy

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro:] I know we...

Bout It Bout It

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Freddie Gibbs:] No doubt...

Walk In Wit The M.O.

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Kush Cloud

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook:] Floatin off of...

The Hard

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro/Bridge: Dana] I know...

Money, Clothes, Hoes (MCH)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook:] And I stay...

The Diet

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Pharrell] You should...

Still Livin’

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none What you know...

BFK

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: x2] East side...

My Dawgz

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook:] I do this...

Neighborhood Hoez

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Menace II Society

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Str8 Slammin’

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] Can...

Natural High (Even Higher Learning)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] You like...

So Amazin’ (P.S.A. Part 2)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Sebastian Mego] Sexual...

My Homeboy’s Girlfriend

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro:] Money and bitches Niggas...

B.A.N.ned

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] Fuck you...

Let ’em Burn

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Burn muthafucka burn! I’m...

Let Ya Nuts Hang

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] Now...

Twos And Fews

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Anything To Survive

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

187 Proof

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] I grew...

Rob Me A Nigga

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] Rob...

Barely M.A.D.E. It

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Freddie Gibbs:] At night...

Wild Style

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Is the return...

Rap Money

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Lord Giveth, Lord Taketh Away

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Oil Money

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1 –...

Rock Bottom

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Chorus:] Damn, it can’t...

Personal OG

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Smokin’ fire, pourin’...

The Coldest

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Intro][Verse 1: Freddie...

National Anthem (Fuck The World)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Back when I...

Rep 2 Tha Fullest

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1: Freddie...

Str8 Killa, No Filla

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1 –...

World So Cold

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none The most perfect...

How We Do (’93 Til…)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Once upon a...

In My Hood

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none Woke up this...

Flamboyant

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none East Side GI,...

Queen (Luv U 2 Death)

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Gun Shots] She like...

From Tha G

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none One time for...

What It Be Like

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none You can take...

G.I. Pride

FREDDIE GIBBS none none none [Verse 1:] I was...

My Nigga

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Stay by the whipper
Through the pillow how I deliver
Almighty moving this mafia godfather figure
Price is on me couple of dollars gonna put me in the dirt
Fuck these suckers I bet these backwoods kill me first
Pulling these bitches and hit reverse we out the sidewalk
Fully immersed and money in murder can’t take my mind off
My homie John Will call the case so we took some time off
Feds is infiltrating the front gotta shut the grind off
Hit me and lick it hit the switch tryna to flip this shit legit
Go Gabbanas at the zaza I fucking my Texas bitch
Baby mamas, girls, wives of ball players wanna ride with us
We all sinners, but God save us from these times my nigga
I’m down to grind with you and go out like a man
I can’t lay down to die with you
Sacrifice my education for watching chains and bracelets
And I seen more funerals than graduations
We’re living life the fast way time racing pass me
Down to be a problem since the day my mama had me
Judge throw some time but I just smile take it gladly
Wood on my dash with the gas in my ashtray[Hook:]
I just wanna ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga, my nigga
And make it through these times ride or die my nigga[Verse 2: Hit]
All my niggas real niggas I got beef till them boys
Ready to kill niggas rolex D with their heat
Ready to peel niggas hit your street anybody sleep
They decease when we creep sweeping cowards off their feet
No one died niggas come on listen let’s get high nigga
Ride nigga come fuck my ho man I’m too tired nigga
Mean niggas bout our green niggas
Home team first to run upon the scenes nigga
Clean niggas, Louie V better to tea
Sipping lean niggas MOB my team strictly ’bout their cream nigga
No love for the lame niggas, big chain niggas gang bang niggas
Came from living life the fast way time racing pass me
Niggas stay on the leak cause I’ve been out here on my ass man
All night on the corner with my stash in the trash can
Vesting weather you young niggas is blasting
But I just wanna ride[Verse 3: D-Edge]
And survive for what the law say
Murder and lurking clothes curtains here that’s all day
Psychic with the paper I listen to what my palm say
Gotta get real acquainted with my buck the sun spray
For the pray and these vultures gotta pay attention
Of the way these niggas move cause you never knew what they thinking off
Way of from you punished the victim or be the victim of
So you force to choose what side of the street you living on
Trying to test tray you flow just like a life jacket
Ask all these jackals on life because they life lacking
The government only give us help and life rations
They don’t really care about us RIP to Mike Jackson
I play myself in this movie your lights on light action
Glock gunned and the findy belt that’s my fashion
Purp twisting the brown leap that’s my passion
Inhale pine to God give me a sign and just[Hook][Verse 4: G-Wiz]
While I smoking on the wild pack
Reminiscing the scenes I committed a while back
Cause as a kid I was forced to run with a wild pack
You can’t survive in the jungle unless you ’bout that
I just react when I’m caught in this sticky situation
His body language was showing sings of infiltration
The Lord forgive me I’m praying that you hear me
I’m having nightmares that the devil is out to get me
So stay with me through these try times
To live or die in G.I. I walk a fine line
Cause I see death around the corner
That’s why I keep the chopper closer
He ain’t constantly looking over my shoulder
These niggas bogus failed
And you a target once they found out your holding benz
A piece of harmony is a myth it ain’t no holding hands
Their system don’t understand I gotta overstand
But in the mean time I’m gangsta’ leaning in my rover and I[Hook]

Tell A Friend

[Freddie Gibbs:]
Thug nigga til the end tell a friend bitch
Won’t change for no paper plus I been rich
Yeah, shout out to the East New York[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
I’ve been on my grind, but the dope price is so high
Put my brother through college off this ski mask shit
Told him while he was in class I’m with smokers lighting up glass dicks
My white girl in the ‘burbs she like to shoot up
Escaping the perfect life in the apparent way she grew up
I thought that our only mission on earth was getting our loot up
But in the pursuit of happiness parasites could pollute us
Hard times part time jobs can’t pay my
Gas bill light bill niggas wanna take mine
Life in the streets over gold and chrome feet
Police looking but I’m cooking ducking bullets all week
Got a freak I bag my dope at her apartment
Fight and got hot cause her baby daddy like to start shit
Knowing the whips get spray Mac-11, AK
I’m spittin on your grave ’cause my grand mama raised a thug nigga, bitch[Hook: Jay-Z]
Thug nigga til the end tell a friend bitch
Won’t change for no paper plus I been rich[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Lord forgive em, he got them dark forces in em
Front lawn got Porsches parked in it
On it rimmed it up, this is the business of owners
Lifers, loners, rolling cones on the cover of the rolling stone good morning
Toke up as soon as we woke up, kurb check my low rider
And I spring my spokes up so I’m in the leisure so folk
Sixty lexes on the set of loafers
Smashing all them cockroaches on the corner
Stomp a mud hole in the big bitch look at me kodak moment
Smoking one for Pimp C send Bun B a tweet
Telling me and Gangsta Gibbs will be in Texas next week
Tell a man with the plants bring a bag to the suite
I got a plan to get this cash homes this nigga be sweet
Got a cam in my motor then ran niggas over
To get to that paper I’m sure you friends done told you

On Me

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Rollin, pockets on bruise bruise by Louken
Coming from colors like fruit loops remove goose
Hoes right behind me in 2 groups they too loose
Balling on me running through niggas bitches that shoot loops cruise
Not even magic blue or Shaq feet
Back like the bitch ran track ass like athletes
Quite up in the peace so wait on that pass me
Finally got that ass bitch, striptease be last week
I guess I got the dick so I make the rules
When they let the mothernigga play the rules
Strapped up motherfucker better play cool
Even H57 that’s my favorite tune
I’m a fool dog ass nigga
So go play with your kids I’m a grown ass nigga bitch
I’m a fool dog ass nigga
So go play with your kids I’m a grown ass nigga bitch[Hook:]
It’s all on me I put it on me
Until the day I die fuck hoes smoke tree
We bustin up the yak you and rollin OG
Got bottles under table the tab they 4G
And I put it on me, me, me
I put it on me, me, me
Said It’s all on me, me, me
I put it on me, me, me
Said I put it on me[Verse 2: Problem]
Compton California that’s where I’m from
Fuck your girl pussy until it’s numb
Do my damn thing and I shake like I’m pimpin
Fake a state hate long as real niggas recognize
I’m good, yeah yeah I’m good
Taking care of my day ones and feeding on my wolf
2 3 6 fives ago I was live you know
Yeah I got off more tree than woods
Nigga it’s the real, ace of spades a deal
It ain’t what you say it’s how you say what you feel
I do it from the chest I reek of success
You ain’t seen a nigga this cold out the West in a long time
Boy say you wanna problem it’s a long line
Super hot boy push a cold line
Shawty starring at a gold mine
I’m on now, showtime[Hook][Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs]
We smoking OG
I meet up with my nigga
We chopping the whole key
I slap it on a fire he slap it on a G
But yo that’s still my folks be close since ’93
Money over bitches running with my niggas
Hooting with the squad the robbers and dope dealers
Without these permissions I’m German the cold killers
Open on the streets don’t got mercy on broke niggas
I’m thugging to the east bay and my nigga jack of 7
I’m on the freeway I need another pack of that
You know how beef lay hit a lick flip the zippers
I told the girl I’m just the type of nigga
Got my killer from the east bay
Hit the lay I got some weight to the 8th tray
You broke it down I hit my money at the next day
Hit a liquor flip the zippers
Told my girl I’m just the type of nigga[Hook]

Go For It

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Now bitch scream if your pussy clean
Go and let some real G’s get up in them jeans
Beat it for a couple rounds, get you in [?]
Make a movie on the floor send it to the screen
I bet she go, I bet she go, I bet she go for it
Se ’bout to turn it up and drop it to the floor for it
I heard she leasing out the pussy, paid a note for it
She only fuck with ballers, rappers and the dope boys
And I’m the type of nigga to hit you with the dope there
So bring your friend, I brought my partner, that’s a dope ship
If you with pimping nothing worser than a broke bitch
Leave that pussy standing in the cold, that’s some cold shit[Hook: Freddie Gibbs]
I bet she go, I bet she go, I bet she go for it
I bet she go, I bet she go, I bet she go for it
I bet she go, I bet she go, I bet she go for it
I bet she go, I bet she go, I bet she go for it
Now bitch scream if your pussy clean
Now bitch scream if your pussy clean
Now bitch scream if your pussy clean
Now bitch scream if your pussy clean[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Real nigga in the building, bitch, shake it like your body trapped
Desert in the.45, yeah, my whole body strapped
I got a lot of flow, this here is my molly rock
You on the pills, nigga? No, but the bitches is
Pull up in that two-door, kill ’em, no witnesses
Hop out the bitch, it’s the world, what the business is?
I gotta spend this bitch, manage bitch
She get on her Atlantic shit
She get to talking crazy, I don’t understand a bit
I got a Jamaican bitch, she rather roll up and fuck
Bitch, I got a swisher for ya, put it in your mouth or what?
Long hair, ass tight, yeah, you know that mouth right
Yeah, I bet she go for it, it’s gon’ be a long night[Hook][Outro: Freddie Gibbs]
Now bitch scream if your money green
Bitch, you out here making money now you made the team
She got a baby by some nigga with some major cream
All these expensive vacations, I ain’t paid a thing
I bet she go, I bet she go, I bet she go for it
I got the dough, you got the snow, now go get a snowboard
Snowbunny bitches in the kitchen, and they go for it
They only fuck with rappers, ballers and them dopeboys
And I’m the type of nigga to hit you with the dope there
So bring your friend, I brought my partner, that’s a dope ship
If you with pimping nothing worser than a broke bitch
Leave that pussy standing in the cold, that’s some cold shit[Hook]

Middle Of The Night

[Hook: Wayne Blazed (Freddie Gibbs)]
In the middle, in the middle of the night
Why you laying down sleeping
I’m a wake you up with it, in the middle of the night
Baby I ain’t trying to hold you
I just wanna bend it over, in the middle of the night
(What you wanna do, how you wanna do it)
In the middle of the night
(What you wanna do, how you wanna do it)[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
What you wanna do, how you wanna do that
… we’ve been running and do that
Rolling down the pow love the way she move that
Tryin to bend it over you already knew that
Hit you with the dope never been the one who sugar cope
Girl I’m tryin to pope that’s the real shit I ever saw
Love you what you wearin’ but I’d rather see you naked though
Work it cause I know you’re a professional
Shit zip tight, hit me up work I know you want in midnight
I still be up you call my phone you’re tryin to get right
You know that pussy so amazin, type a shit that make a nigga chase it
And I’m blowing up the phone in the day time
Tryin to stay away fucking you a face time
But that mean I keep the G you never break mine
I just need a little time, girl you’re mine break the spine
In the middle of the night[Hook][Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Uh yeah, lot of shows, lot of freak hoes
In the names in locations can repeat those
And straight cause I can’t remember how to lead though
Shame got a pendy but you busy in the sheets though
Baby got a baby but she strictly in the peddy
So people say she crazy but I swear she bitch she with it
Got me cuttin on my own bitch and man I’m talking bout some cold bitch
See you in the act like I don’t know bitch face down
Ass up, that’s the way you like it
And I ain’t try to wife it, but I’m all night it
And bitches at the all star make me all night
I’m tryin the shit they never did I break it all like it
But I rather how you want dick
Every time make commitment know you want that
I’m tryin let you with this gangs and we baby can you fuck with it
I’m a wake you up with it in the middle of the night[Hook][Bridge: Wayne Blazed]
The way you wearing laying there naked you
All I can think about is sexing you
I know you gotta go to work
But baby let me go to work
I see you [?] for your morning
Then you turn all around and you look at me
Oh, you put it on me[Hook]

Boxframe Cadillac (’83 Deville Mix)

[Hook x2: Z-Ro]
Even if it’s raining I’m a still drop the top
That’s some other silly shit niggas do when they have the time
Homie we don’t give a damn we rolling we ain’t tryin’ to stop
Most likely we in a foreign but dogging it like it’s a Boxframe Cadillac[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
As I maintain from lane to lane
Whip wetter than a lake on fresh paint
Cutless with candy cane
Niggas run up on the cane and get stained
Back 90 melted brain
Clique got his ass dancing with every color on everything
Police on my dick so I dip off in a different car
Stick some cutie Kansas I got workers off in Wichita
State to State like burn had the mask check the murder rate
Nigga on my chain ain’t got the nuts to catch a murder case
Made this fate, I got somebody’s under this Gucci buckle
Them G.I. mafia your family nigga reach out and touch you
All the way from the East Side to Ivy now all my niggas mayor
Queens but no dramas so catch these hollas or catch the fare
Rolling solo yolo not calling coppers and bread
Homie so goin’ off this dope then I pass the blunt to my dead homie
They call me Freddie forgiato I don’t fuck that vodka
Cop that handy in a minute we bust the bottle[Hook x2][Verse 2: Z-Ro]
Today I feel like rolling through the city
So I guess that’s what I’m gonna do
Bitch you wanna ride, you gotta be a 20
You betta’ if you a 10 then I don’t want you
And I want everybody to see me so I ride so slow
Damn right guess what we all gonna do
44 magnum pack a deck put a cereal bullet hole on you
I knock knock knocking on the truck like Jehovah’s witnesses
And I don’t even know who bitch this is
But everytime she come up for air she keep sayin’
She wishin’ her nigga got a dick this big
Ho you betta’ swallow even ass drop
Don’t get none of that on my seats
Baby there’s a fan on my bed with pussy and titties
And ass can’t compete
And there’s something about when I drop my top
It’s like bustin’ a nut
And watch out the motherfucker run up with the bullshit
I’m a beat ’em up and I’m a spill my guts
Homie I’m running on mayonnaise and mustard
The 60th loop till the interstate
Which one that don’t matter add one of them motherfuckers
Cause they can all take us to get the cake
I remember my first car Canary yellow Cutlass
With the brown door to drive by mobile
I was eating and sleeping and living in
I woulda traded a mattress for my mobile
But nowadays when all change just a couple of stacks
Folks gave me and in the middle of falls gate highs
And in the front big falls gate in the back[Hook x2]

Stay Down

Slammin’ money all my big homie commissary
Jumped on that ass 65 and take that trip back to Gary
Granny just passed, my uncle ’bout here smoking blast
But I still could fuck babies crib I gots to get to this cash
Forgive me father cause I’m so wrong
But I know through your ghost in my mind been doing it for so long
Been no waddle when working and the lights bizarre we could barely hold on
So I took off that pauldron wake up that york and got my role on
Then I hit myself with reasons little J’s and Jesus pieces
Fresh lights and a brand new polo
LP nigga take that logo in the club it’s like a ho show
These ho sure often meeting
And the bitches in my past they just didn’t know what I could be
Freddie G, hit the booth pick up my penny
And I pimp it like right consistent
And the rugers and the beeper, my ruger my life expanded
For at least 10 more shots should I get going or get gut
But on the other hand I got a burnt hand and then a rubber band on my[Hook:]
I’ve been up, baby I’ve been down
Feels good enough
Baby ain’t enough in my town
Gotta get my things right
So I can start the day right
Cause I fucked up
Baby I been fucked round
And it feels good enough
Ain’t enough in my town
Shawty get my things right
So I can start the day right
We been to corners and caprices
We cut thousand Caddilacs that don’t check I’m cashin that
And I’m chocking smoking on that gasoline
And also huff back on my hoopdie
But my feet just got petite
Had a dream that I would get rich and famous all up on this rapping shit
And the older niggas laughing me I’m a gonna make it happen bitch
And you can’t used to write on my raps and dead is the synonym bro
And say my nigga check this I’m gonna check this when I get home
Be lil crazy paper do what I gotta take to make it
Cause enough of these CD’s and MP3s
Tryna to shake these haters
Plus I slanging just to maintain the gimmick investigation
Every year niggas only fear the face cases
Living in this industry ghetto please come with smiley faces
But I feel like fuck all these rappers they up on no altercation
Baby face gangster I earn my stripes out on the devil’s playground
Peace to all my real niggas that stay down[Hook x2]

Krazy

[Intro:]
I know we made an agreement
Yeah we both path
Just to do all our thing
Krazy[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Staring at the world thru versace lenses
Moving Tony with my homie cause he’s bout the business
If we make it to a birdie then we cop Benz
Sound good until a nigga end up in the prison
Look at me I’m the definition of detrimental
Off the driver’s side there’s… busting about the…
Send a witness to hospital for my acquittal
And my bullets blind you’re riding with em would you be dying with you
Killing with the baby face nigga spray the place
Gang member, police got me in their database
Before I drop it in the water get it yay and taste
Bout a quarter banger homie over call it paper way
We don’t even speak on the word beef, we let it be
Right back on they ass been a psychopath since seventeen
Nigga ain’t no piece on the east street waste
Used to burn shit and the shermsticks my life style[Hook:]
My life style krazy, Luxury condos and bad hoes Krazy!
Hop out the Porsche Jump up in the lambos Krazy!
Living up no sleep this cold street amaze me
Packing that big clip when shit get krazy!
Luxury condos and bad hoes Krazy!
Hop out the Porsche up jump in the lambos krazy!
And when the song get pussy niggas get faded
Packing that big clip when shit get krazy![Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Niggas die every day, one day if I’m next
One foot in the condo, one in the projects
Break it all down yeah got dissect
This bullet is something that you ain’t able to digest
Get this income is the outcome
So I’m a finish this work and finish the album
And I know them people got it out for me
End of the day is looking out for me
Me and fuck you if you doubt with me
Bad bitches blowing weed on the balcony
I’m just enjoying up minities
Business man, with dope boy tendencies
I take shit to the extremity
Rest in peace to my enemies
I don’t want it if is under a hundred and don’t faze me[Hook][Verse 3: Jay Rock]
105 east bound, feeling like a king real
Vibe play my feet down
On the blocks gluts bustin like a grey hound
You’re my life style crazy on this play ground
Still hangin with my niggas from the sand box
We on hit it and you know we got them lamb chops
Rock pushin rhymes like wait now
Stack rock bitches ready for the takedown
Krazy I just go no breaks now
My six teens a brick you can’t break down
Yeah I’m so solid in this world of mine
Stay on my grind daily I don’t really know the time
Watch full of diamonds in my chain dancing
Don’t risk don’t reach, you don’t even chance it
Man down you don’t get no second chances
Play haters you need to think about the circumstances[Hook]

Bout It Bout It

[Freddie Gibbs:]
No doubt about it
I’m doing what I do dog[Hook:]
No doubt about it
I’m doing what I do dog
Keep more than a few broads moving with my crew dog
We bout it, bout it we came here with them tools dog
Doing what I do dog, moving with my crew dog[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Yea woop woop, yep yep
Snap back stay bang to the left
East side nigga bang to the death
My niggas we the lane to the rest
So poke about a little nigga
That keeps songs out and they vicious
Nigga tryin to bust them down but then I looked around
And gotta overlap but no swishas, what’s up
Roll some, smoke some, let me poke some
Man I gotta better use it like foe some
When the clock struck five I was in the ride
Five dirty she was already on my line
Sayin what about breakfast, but a nigga like me too restless
Got a lot of money on my checklist
All in my whole OG niggas in Texas
He said this game so dirty gotta roll around with my thirty
Can I keep my clip extended for them bitches I ain’t worried
He said this game so dirty gotta roll around with my thirty
And I keep my clip extended for them bitches I ain’t worried[Hook: x2]
No doubt about it
I’m doing what I do dog
Keen on and a few bros moving with my crew dog
We bout it, bout it we came here with them tools dog
Doing what I do dog, moving with my crew dog[Verse 2: Kirko Bangz]
No doubt about it, no doubt about it
Keep hoes around me don’t fuck with them hoes that doubt me
My nigga’s bout it, and my bitch’s bout it
And my dick too crowded got too many people on me
Now if people talking bout you then know you’re doing things
They ask about my song, they like the way I screw it man
Hey, these bitches poppin, man these nigga coppin
Man I feel like every label in the world just signed me
Yeah I’m from the bottom, when we sip drink and we poppin pills
We pop the seal, got diamond grills
And I’ll fuck your girl while I’m bending curves
One think about it, say one think about it
I’m always about it only touch it for a profit yeah[Hook][Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs]
Woop woop, yep yep
This for my niggas on them project steps
This for my niggas on the project stoop
Grind till you got a coupe no boop
Grind till you put your moms in a new spot
On the block with the bomb it was too hot
On the block with the bomb it was so cold
Tell the dope on my snow to my toes froze
Deliver 36 hoes in the owes bows
One stop nigga been through the whole dough
One stop nigga been through the whole brick
Eyes water with now that’s cold shit
When it’s hot keep it cold bitch
Can’t… the work from the bro bitch
Can’t leave the street life alone man
No G’s been callin my phone name
This game so dirty gotta roll around with my thirty
Can I keep my clip extended for them bitches I ain’t worried
He said this game so dirty gotta roll around with my thirty
And I keep my clip extended for them bitches I ain’t worried[Hook]

Walk In Wit The M.O.

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
I want a girl with extensions in her hair
Skin tight pants muff print no underwear
A Fendi bag and a bad attitude
She give me head in a Carrera and cruise
She addicted to the D-boyz talking that street slang
That keep the dick up in her 2 feet in the D game
Standing on the bus stop mama hold my bag of rocks
Jumped up out that hooptie this summer baby we in the drop
Spend it and flaunt it take your pick however you want it
Don’t mind bitches my side bitches knocked off opponents
They simply leasing this penis but baby I’m the owner
My Compton bitch hear polices rate me in California
So I done cut a lot of hoes off
I activate this actavis so I can dose off
And I don’t argue with no bitch I set that straight from the gate
Bet all my mack and money makers relate
I’m just a player baby[Hook:]
That’s why it’s money over bitches
I steps in with the mo where the hoes at baby?
That’s why it’s money over bitches
I steps in with the mo where the hoes at?
It’s always money over bitches
I steps in with the mo where the hoes at baby?
That’s why it’s money over bitches
I steps in with the mo where the hoes at?[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
This might be hard as it get
I bought an ounce on the first like it was part of my rent
I’m in Paris drinking mo thank God for this shit
Cause I’m from south central baby pardon my french
Yea I know ball players, James Harden and shit
Cash a check in New York at the Garden and shit
Heard The Yellow Album now she part of the clique
West side get the money yea we started this shit
Oh you getting head now look I taught her this shit
This nigga treat her like she your daughter and shit
Type of nigga golfing with her father and shit
Found out I was fucking, he was bothered a bit
I’m a cool nigga it’s not a problem to switch
Look you in yo face what type of problem is this
Caught him on the chin then he stumbled a bit
The right then left niggas rumbled and shit
I got on red bet he think I’m from the jungles and shit
Nasty like my brother named Jungle and shit
Ay Other People Money make double and shit
This me and gangster Gibbs you in trouble ya dig?[Hook]

Kush Cloud

[Hook:]
Floatin off of that kush cloud
Floatin off of that kush cloud
Floatin off of that kush cloud
That kush cloud, that kush cloud
My kush cloud, my kush cloud
Floatin off of that kush cloud
Rolling off of that kush cloud
OG turnt up too loud
That kush cloud, that kush cloud
Floatin off of that kush cloud
That kush cloud, that kush cloud
Floatin off of that kush cloud
My kush cloud, my kush cloud
Floatin off of that kush cloud
Rolling off of that kush cloud
OG turnt up too loud, bitch[Verse 1: Freddie]
Mo-murder, mo-murder
In the Tahoe with my burner
Tell ’em that I just got a shipment in
And if you in to win then I’ll serve ya
Know I’m floatin off of that kush cloud
OG turnt up too loud
A nigga busy getting to the money and weed
That’s why a playa hating nigga get tuned out
In a shootout nah cause they don’t want that shit
Traffic the powder, how you want that whip?
Grind it out, pound it out
Then I took her to the house, I ain’t want that bitch
I get the killa shit from my niggas in the Bay
We wheeling and dealing so what you niggas wanna pay?
Got dope in the attic, I’m in the ceiling with the yay
We flipping it really, you pussy niggas in the way
Got thug love from my niggas choking, smoking bud
Bought my dope from Lil’ Sodi yea I fucks with cuz
Corporate thuggin, so all I’m wit is thug niggas
Can you picture, this rapper slash drug dealer[Hook][Verse 2: Krayzie]
I said I was never gon’ smoke no mo’
20 minutes late, okay I’m a smoke one mo’
The next thing you know, I’m blowing through the whole O
Smoke alarm going off, popo knocking on my do’, oh
I’m a real OG chief choker
Green leaf stoner, real weed smoker
Wanna kick it with me, you better bring weed over
I got too many problems, ain’t no need to be sober
But I ain’t really waiting on you niggas to split it
Roll it and hit it cause I’ve already got me some
Roll another nigga, I’m hardly done
Kray Jack got Bob Marley lungs
I hit a little bit of Snoop OG kush
Then I roll up some Wiz Khalif to get a hook
It’s sticky icky nigga, trust it be real
Cause I planted it and grew it on Cypress Hill
Bud smokers only, bud smokers only, on-ly
Don’t ask if I’m high
Look into my eyes, you can tell that I’m zonin’, zonin’
Kray and Freddie Gibbs, nigga there it is
Midwest get ready when I come around the corner in my spaceship
And we take off into the cloud[Hook][Verse 3: SpaceGhostPurrp]
She rolled up a sack of that, purp
The mystical haze got her going in a maze
While she twerkin and workin slow motion – I am the potion
That will dwell inside the magical purp that you inhale
Inside your mind as I, seduce your brain cells
You gotta get high ’til you can’t tell
If you in heaven with the angels
Playing my music and get high to it
It’s hypnotizing like a brain spell
Real nigga smoking on purple trees
All about money, gotta count this green
Mackin these bitches and I’m gettin to the riches
And yo bitch love smoking me
When the beat break down (break down)
Get lost to the sound (to the sound)
Roll the window down (down)
Let her see the kush clouds (kush clouds)
Ride around through the town (town)
Nigga let the wind blow (wind blow)
Gotta get head in the front seat slow
Let a nigga see the kush smoke[Hook]

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