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'Thug Till It's Over' Lyrics - Freddie Gibbs
Here is Thug Till It's Over Lyrics by Freddie Gibbs

Woody Harrelson in my swisher
Sending 24 pounds to Virginia
Nigga hope you be movin' what I send ya
Tearin' yo area then I'll be right back in ya
Pop a few small towns, I bust 'em wide open
Pop with the coppers I'm on the first thing smokin'
Livin' the drug life, it got me West Coastin'
Life is a pretty bitch that I fuck with no trojan
Go in her raw dog, bent back, the crack would pimp that
Livin' neat, sleep in a dope house on the air mat
Point blank range, his brains all on my air max
Weak niggas, I took care of that, I'm aware of that
Devil just sittin' on my shoulder
Over the years, sold and grown much colder
Father be with me, I'm sick of slangin' these boulders
But I can't stop until I'm the king of these corners
Thug 'til it's over

Smokin' with my young mind
Killin' through the night I hope I live to see the sunshine
And when you niggas put me in the ground
Let my headstone read "Fuck one time"

Smokin' with my young mind
Killin' through the night I hope I live to see the sunshine
And when you niggas put me in the ground
Let my headstone read "Fuck one time"

And I meant that
Niggas got me, now I gotta get some get back
Got me chillin' where your children and your bitch at
Niggas thinkin' I ain't in the trench cause I spit raps
I got family members smokin' base in the basement
Gotta have my jewelry, cause my uncle might take it
Shoot up the other side, them other fuckers fake it
Blunt in rotation, I think my nigga just laced it
Damn I'm straight wasted

Smokin' with my young mind
Killin' through the night I hope I live to see the sunshine
And when you niggas put me in the ground
Let my headstone read "Fuck one time"

Smokin' with my young mind
Killin' through the night I hope I live to see the sunshine
And when you niggas put me in the ground
Let my headstone read "Fuck one time"

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'Boat Races' Lyrics - Mac Miller (Ft. Boldy James & Freddie Gibbs)
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(Verse)
I’m on the first thing smoke, smoking on some dope
That I got from all that O, all my niggas slow mo
Mr. Mac Millie’s, we in my Phantom, most dope
It’s crack in my drawers, back against the wall, overdose
Michael Jack thrift, in Manila pin these hoes
Gave you all when the call gets time, tell kids go
All over Sunday, these niggas can’t be kind
And they sugarcoating the money they making in the hood, Monroe
Caught up in the mall, never even touched a ho
Why while I’m under my drugs older than you fuckin knows
I know some youngins click the up and that’s ready to blow
And we don’t play no poker, we the homophobes
It’s con creatures but you already know the slug
Abbreviate, my appreciation is a token
Laughing all the way to the bank, no lackin the loafer
Keep a couple addicts to get a new packet of dope
Me in taxin them full bands, slappin with no hand
Hand to hand, hand the samples out – that’s free promotion
Jealousy is the weak emotion, picture me rollin
Speedboat on the beach, oh shit at the boatleg

(Verse)
Gangsta gyeah, 87 cut smoke
Ship it off and get my pocket used to bust it open
Hennessey and Coca-Cola keep a nigga loakin
I slow it up promethazine, I finna go potion
Pull shit, drug dealer and abuser
I used to get up and pop all the oxycotin then get suited
Stringle it in my weed ‘cause I was way 2 scams and tutin
Live in a movie like a young don, serving heron, shootin
Shootin M’s out the sake, then the nigga poppin
Shit is heatin for you bastards
I’m throwing em on the glock
And leave my nigga cop the Cola, the soda and yola lockin up
Today I slip my feet in new sneakers like Mr. Robert Giggs
Homie down to poster child for parents visual
My kitchen now you noticed like this shit be in the air
You buy the first, I front the second, call me in a pair
I said I’m Steppin on the crack, I break these birds off like Kevin Wiff

Bitch, uh yea
I said I’m Steppin on the crack, I break these birds off like Kevin Wiff bitch

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'New Day' Lyrics - Raekwon (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)
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[Intro: Raekwon]
talk this one out man
know what I mean?
nothin I dont deserve it man

[Verse 1: Raekwon]
whats good scientist? talk to me kid
hows life working?
keep your money up dead killers murkin niggas
I'm strong been through mountains
I;m like Martin once Spartan
gaurenteed to blow up your start week
my measurements is ordinance
little bit flashy, naw Im lyin I'm all cashmere with glasses
yeah I'm flashy dont come through flashin that shit
light a whole big blunt to this shit
we sit around the table here it goes
its yours, mines, his, hers, what?
this what it does
just keep it in the family all love
lets put the plugs together and cake up
build up the buzz
I write for real niggas who down
bring your hound with you
throw em a jewel with a meat on it
now did you analyze it like a 27 inch
give me the wrench
so we can throw a niggas some heroin and gina finch?

[Bridge: Freddie Gibbs]
yeah, whats the mother fuckin sign baby?
Gangsta Gibbs aka Eastside slim aka Freddie Cane man
be
be heaven in the mother fuckin bitch
know what Im sayin?
nigga dont do it this year
nigga rappin and shit you know what Im saying?
nigga goin tour overseas shit nigga
aint really rob no niggas
still sell dope though nigga

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
yeah ugh,
bitch Im from the ski mask school house
life stay complicated and toxicated and gooned out
and niggas aint graduated but they can relate with they tool belt
that 2 for 10 crack stems, needles and spoons out
ooh, I need some paper
ooh my fingers itchin
I wish Santa Claus would put a brick under my tree for christmas
a new wig for my bitch and two choppers off in my stocking
baking soda you a lockin you copin droppin the process
signed my life right on the dotted line
wrote it in blood got my uncle wiping down my ties
told em Ima thug, niggas know I rap for most of my days
I rap with my blood, before I see my platinum album
I see my day with the judge fuck it
when I die tell my mama Im in the mafia
…. by the school scoop me up from the party
a party you wanna stop but you cant give up the sport
little stole pyrex and fort
shouts to H New York, nigga

[Outro: Raekwon]
Talk to me big homie, whats the signs?
you know what it is, we under that building heavy
all condom mother fuckin
military shit on nigga
you know what Im sayin?
we organize nothing but real mission
we put it down in a special way
make errybody comfortable
if you get out a line
you gon see, I aint gon talk to you
I'm just gon write it out
you know what Im sayin?
but all this is mother fuckin real and not cosmetic
no loose shit over here nigga
we wear full size shit
full size gear, full size clothes
you know what Im sayin?
we traveling in a great way
and we out for the best
I shot every real nigga out there take care of themself
take care of yourself, thats number one
you know what Im sayin
cause these kind of lines right here
you might not hear no more
these is raw rhymes, these is raw lines
this is like, nigga Im a prophet
ya'll ready know man

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'Bout It, Bout It' Lyrics - Freddie Gibbs (Ft. Kirko Bangz)
Here is Bout It, Bout It Lyrics by Freddie Gibbs Ft. Kirko Bangz

no doubt about it
i'm doing what i with doubt

hook:
no doubt about it,
i'm doing what i do with doubt
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

yea woop woop, yep yep
snap back stay bang to the left
east side nigga bang to the depth
me niggas we the lane to the rest
so poke about a little nigga
that keeps songs out and make bitch
nigga tryin to bust around some down but then i looked around
and got a..but no switches what's up
bro's..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 depths, but a nigga like me to wrist
got a lot of money on my jack list
all in my whole d niggas in taxes

he said this game so dirty gotta roll around with my dirty
can i keep my clip extended for them bitches i ain't worried
he said this game so dirty gotta roll around with my dirty
and i keep my clip extended for them bitches i ain't worried

2 x hook:
no doubt about it,
i'm doing what i do with doubt
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

no doubt about it, no doubt about it
keep hoes around me don't fuck with them hoes that doubt me
my nigga's body, and my bitche's body
and my dick too crowded got too many people on me
then if people talking bout do you know you're doing things
hey ask ask about my son and like the way i screw it me
hey, these bitches poppin, man these nigga coppin
man i feel like every label in the world design me
yeah i'm from the bottom, when we sip drink and we poppin pills
we pop the seal, got diam and grills
and i've got you girl while i've been the curse
one think about it, say one think about it
i'm always about it only touch it for a profit yeah

no doubt about it,
i'm doing what i do with doubt
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

woop woop, yep yep
before my nigga is on about that steps
before my niggas is on the pop that doop
grind till you got a coop no boop
grind till you put them mobs in the 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 fro
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 ledge street that from low main
no g's been callin my phone name

this game so dirty gotta roll around with my dirty
can i keep my clip extended for them bitches i ain't worried
he said this game so dirty gotta roll around with my dirty
and i keep my clip extended for them bitches i ain't worried

no doubt about it,
i'm doing what i do with doubt
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

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'Real Niggaz' Lyrics - Tone Trump (Ft. Young Jeezy, Freddie Gibbs & JW)
Here is Real Niggaz Lyrics by Tone Trump Ft. Young Jeezy, Freddie Gibbs & JW

[Intro]
See me, I’m from the motherfucking bottom, hoe
And I promised myself one thang
When I got to the motherfucking top
I was gonna reach down and break some niggas up with it
I’m here now, so when you think a real nigga can do this
For the real niggas on,
Time we tell them need some real niggas, yeah, yeah, let’s go!

[Hook]
Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that you can eat this shit
If you try to play games with that pussy girl you keep it shit
40 grands and 20’s in my pocket yeah I keep a brick
Yeah, real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that you can eat this shit
If you try to play games with that pussy girl you keep it shit
40k rolex on diamonds yeah you know I keep a brick

Real niggaz, that’s who I do it for
It’s the world, oh, you ain’t know?
I’m drinking out a bottle of talking patron
Feel it fucking when I’m putting real niggaz on
Look, I got them snow, let’s get them gibbs
Word to jake ..it’s the world bitch
Real niggaz, it’s the last left
I’m a real nigga till my last breath
Killerdale, we don’t half step
I came a long way since trapping on the damn steps
Been the man of the house since my dad left
Those were hard times, own me mad stress
Then I hustled hard, and I hustled smart
Now I’m eating with the real while them suckers starve
Cte, you know we cope it thugging
I bring your bitch around the gang will have you wifey smutting
We run the streets, we kill the club
From the states to the feds man they rock with us, real
Ain’t popping shit, those is just facts
Thank that nigga snow, he brought the real back

[Hook]
Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that you can eat this shit
If you try to play games with that pussy girl you keep it shit
40 grands and 20’s in my pocket yeah I keep a brick
Yeah, real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that you can eat this shit
If you try to play games with that pussy girl you keep it shit
40k rolex on diamonds yeah you know I keep a brick

Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that I might just leave a bitch
Cool shit of that roof chris, I won’t trip
But I just might trade a bitch
Stand low on that ’94 with just causing blows with my cleveland bitch
Turn up, word up, kush past to get burnt up
All thugging nigga, y’all stunting
Throwing all hunneds don’t hurt us
Fuck the bitch in my foreign shit,
With that top down and her skirt up
Leave the booth at 7:52 with niggas still whipping that work up
Ski mask my uniform and that box chevy my work car
Hit the club the nigga made a move straight flick the gropies…
Hit the bitch on my home town,
With 2 spreads bitches on south bitch
My hoes speaking no English, but they stay working that mouth pieces to work

[Hook]
Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that you can eat this shit
If you try to play games with that pussy girl you keep it shit
40 grands and 20’s in my pocket yeah I keep a brick
Yeah, real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that you can eat this shit
If you try to play games with that pussy girl you keep it shit
40k rolex on diamonds yeah you know I keep a brick

Keep calm, stay cautious nigga
Grind hard cause nothing come to a sleep
…stay focus nigga
Birthday get your cake on, …turn your safe on
Real niggas hold your …down
Pick them up if they fall down
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty is everything
Loyalty, loyalty, every day we living main
Keep a bitch that keep a bitch that keep a bitch
That freak a bitch
Yeah she got a man but she violent on some freaky shit
Turnt up, turnt up, bitch we going outta space
a-sam 32 will put this k all in your face
Homies in the trap with that that magic Johnson 32
Section 8, ace baby, …i’m repping yo

[Hook]
Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that you can eat this shit
If you try to play games with that pussy girl you keep it shit
40 grands and 20’s in my pocket yeah I keep a brick
Yeah, real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
Real niggaz, you know they keep a brick
I got some so fly so clean out front that you can eat this shit
If you try to play games with that pussy girl you keep it shit
40k rolex on diamonds yeah you know I keep a brick.

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'Shame' Lyrics - Freddie Gibbs (Ft. BJ the Chicago Kid)
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(Freddie Gibbs:)
Time to shut it on down baby, you know what I’m sayin’?
You sure you want to do this shit tonight because it might hurt baby, you know what I’m sayin’?
Might hurt you when I get up in the morning and leave, take that walk you know what I mean?

(Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs)
Slammin’
When I hit you up I’m talking about bangin’ something
Chill off in your crib and ?, probably make it stank or something
Girl you like my bottom bitch, post my bail, pay for my lawyer
Play your position when them other hoes get out of order
When you wanna give me that pussy? You purchase a plane ticket
Run around town, when I bust her down they want shit like them lames did it
Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick
Basically if this bitch lay with me she payin’ me, I’m on some pimp shit
For real!
This 2:00 A.M. club was bout’ to close up
Thumbing through my contacts bout’ to call one of my hoes up
Then I met you, kicked game and followed you to the breakfast spot
Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriot
Str8 like you got your cherry popped
Fucking, switching up positions
Thought this shit would never stop
Motherfuck an intermission
Damn!

(BJ the Chicago Kid:)
It ain’t got to be the walk of shame, baby
But that’s only if you know the game, baby
Lately I can’t be the one to blame, baby
But for now take the walk of shame, baby

(Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs)
Str8 Slammin’
Sleepin’ with pistols under my pillow
We wake & bake, she up naked twistin’ up cigarillos
I beat that Thursday night and Friday morning, off to work she go
Time to take that walk, just take this dick, don’t take it personal
Your friends probably gonna call you a ho, but you should have known
Them bitches want a grip from the same dick you be sitting on
And your girl Monique, she be hitting me when her nigga gone
Trying to buy some weed she proceed with nothing but Vicky’s on
Nothing but ass and titties
But I let that ass convince me
Took it in that, hit that, wish I could say it was accidentally
Like I stepped on a banana peel and fell in that pussy
Y’all niggas be spending all kind of scrill to get in that pussy
And she cop the seven every Friday, chuck the deuces
“That a baby daddy” as I pull up out the drive-way

(BJ the Chicago Kid:)
It ain’t got to be the walk of shame, baby
But that’s only if you know the game, baby
Lately I can’t be the one to blame, baby
But for now take the walk of shame, baby

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'Pull Up' Lyrics - Freddie Gibbs (Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I.)
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You know I’ve been drinkin’, smell like marijuana
People pull me over, I’mma be a goner
Every time we hook up, smell like California
She said baby make it happen, I’m ‘bout to pull up on ya

I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you
I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you

You then talk my talk, you know Cali code
Two top three, you’re still alone
That 40 cal in that desert isle
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)
Sturdy engine, 6 straight
My weed strong, my money long
Them bad bitches, my safe up
I tell ‘em what I’ve been drinkin’ on
Keep fuckin’ ride, with me you’re on
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)

I said I pull up like monkey boss, OG and sweet cigars
Might just bust they brain when I pull that whip thing out my garage
Bought that shit for the boss, souped up and super charged
You lame bitch a super freak, man you say that on my good cars
My bank’s stinkin’ everywhere I go
Danc eon it, in your head I know
Nike boxers, my piggy bank
I make a bitch faint with all the bread I blow
Bend it over, girl head to toe
Pulled it out and she trained to go
Bitch trippin’, get 8 to 60
She’ll stop predictin’ my 84
My eyes red and my mass black
And that loud pack, the bitch passed that
If you dumb niggas get jacked at
Then you ain’t got the nuts to come blast that
Look, I’m 2 thousand they two though
Need dough low, straight juiced up
You rap niggas might talk tough but they pulled off and we pulled up

You know I’ve been drinkin’, smell like marijuana
People pull me over, I’mma be a goner
Every time we hook up, smell like California
She said baby make it happen, I’m ‘bout to pull up on ya

You then talk my talk, you know Cali code
Two top three, you’re still alone
That 40 cal in that desert isle
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)
Sturdy engine, 6 straight
My weed strong, my money long
Them bad bitches, my safe up
I tell ‘em what I’ve been drinkin’ on
Keep fuckin’ ride, with me you’re on
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)

I got 20 2’s in that coop, roof back on that Rarri
Them hoe too when I come through, if they with you then I’m sorry
We pullin’ up, hopin’ out
We pull ‘em in just point ‘em out
We goin’ hard, they goin’ in
We showin’ up and they showin’ out
We throwin’ out they loose change
Got bank flows and roof lane
I got big thousands and cedar mouse
I’m still slangin’ that cocaine
On fire like propane
Kick it hard like pro games
Where the bitch? Who get a bitch?
Go ask a bitch what’s your name
My nigga jizzin’ on them little freaky hoes
I got the ones who with it but it’s a secret though
In the presidential sweet all broads
Trade ‘em like baseball cards
Probly all broads we ball hard
They pullin’ up and they throwin’ down
They drinkin’ out, they drunk the fuck
I got blunts to pop, the cush goin around

You know I’ve been drinkin’, smell like marijuana
People pull me over, I’mma be a goner
Every time we hook up, smell like California
She said baby make it happen, I’m ‘bout to pull up on ya

You then talk my talk, you know Cali code
Two top three, you’re still alone
That 40 cal in that desert isle
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)
Sturdy engine, 6 straight
My weed strong, my money long
Them bad bitches, my safe up
I tell ‘em what I’ve been drinkin’ on
Keep fuckin’ ride, with me you’re on
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)
Keep fuckin’ ride, with me you’re on
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)

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'All Gone Fuck' Lyrics - Freddie Gibbs
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Hey, hey we got 100 bottles and 100 bitches
And they all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
...drop, drop... look at these hoes...
Thick top, top thick... they swallowing dick

Ffg, mobbing like a motherfucker
Stripper bitch bout to flip in with my little brother
It's that nigga's birthday, fuck him like you love him
Graduated, she got degrees and ...
All we ... nigga
Part time rapping... 7 other hundred packs
... I don't need shoes
You's a ... on the old school
Got my first shot of ... told her old school
Then I hit her best friend it's a. ..
Running trains with my niggas it was so cool
Never count them no, she don't even know you...

And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
...drop, drop... look at these hoes...
Thick top, top thick... they swallowing dick

Out here living like an athlete,
Fucking nigga of my back seat
...to the head, got her ... one
And this motherfucking pill got me on one
Marcy, put that on my... my ... bitch thirsty
Get the hell some water
She been bugging a nigga like can I get that?
Her man cheated on her now she needs some come back
Riding ...yeah, just stop, I ain't trying to get pulled over by the cops
Diamond out bezel keep the bitches on the watch...I'm winning
Young bottle popper, model knocker, takes 2 shots...

And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
...drop, drop... look at these hoes...
Thick top, top thick... they swallowing dick

...swag on the beam, you main bitch just ...
To me I'm ... big deal, niggas average to me
...I'm like... paper, gangsta kill...
Shooter... hundred round clipper, little red laser...
Bitch better have my money... shot, shot, shot,...fucked up... no air

And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
And we all gone fuck, and we all gone fuck
...drop, drop... look at these hoes...
Thick top, top thick... they swallowing dick.

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'Mobbin' Lyrics - Freddie Gibbs (Ft. Young Jeezy)
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Mobbin like a motherfucker, I'm mobbing like a motherfucker
I'm mobbin like a motherfucker, I'm mobbing like my motherfucker

Foreign bitch, foreign car, mobbin like a motherfucker
Got my first ... bought that from my mother brother
Rapping ... back to black, this thing bring another them another...
A millionaire ... she say she can't love a sucker
Got a stable but I stay the king of ...
Bitch you living basic, I know you sick of the same shit
Lot of these hoes get a taste of this dick, and wanna get they names switched
City tattooed in my fist cause in the niggas I bang with
And the glove's off in this bitch, got them thugs off in shit shit
Rap all day, but I rob by night, get enough ... 10 bricks
Hit for the white and a couple of ice and before I hit the club
Dark I get lit
... bitch wanna get my ... and the whole clip gone y'all to get hit

Foreign bitch, foreign car, mobbin like a motherfucker
Bottom's up, fuck the bar, mobbin like a motherfucker
Top her hot, hundred shots, mobbin like a motherfucker
Run the block, fuck the cops, mobbin like a motherfucker
Me and my niggas man, we mobbin like a motherfucker
They gettin bitches cause we mobbin like a motherfucker
Get all the bitches cause we mobbin like a motherfucker
That's how we living cause we mobbin like a motherfucker

In that 2012 and it's fun like a motherfucker
Got me 10, got me 20's , born like a motherfucker
That mob shit, I live that mob life, that my mob bitch, yeah that's my mob life
I ain't look back since I took the oath
It was either broke or dead so I took the dough
Blood in, blood out, the only way is death
Bitch the weed so good, you can't hold your breath
It's that heaven for a g, heaven for a g
What the fuck is going on, it's 30 for a k
I know some robbing niggas, we robbin like a motherfucker
Me and my niggas, we be mobbin like a motherfucker

Foreign bitch, foreign car, mobbin like a motherfucker
Bottom's up, fuck the bar, mobbin like a motherfucker
Top her hot, hundred shots, mobbin like a motherfucker
Run the block, fuck the cops, mobbin like a motherfucker

Me and my niggas man, we mobbin like a motherfucker
They gettin bitches cause we mobbin like a motherfucker
Get all the bitches cause we mobbin like a motherfucker
That's how we living cause we mobbin like a motherfucker X 2

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back it on up, baby girl, get low
i'mma double your money, better buy you some blow
when the choppers come out, the fuck niggas get low
ask them who they riding with, them real niggas say, "snow"
that's how you feeling, that's how you feeling, that's how you feeling
album just dropped, i should do it by the millions
told my downstairs neighbor i'm bout to buy the whole building
like club amnesia, i'll remove the whole ceiling
while your bitch looking over here like she want something
my partner's so high, looking like he on something
johnson & johnson, got the kitchen full of powder
we ain't playing around here, we take choppers in the shower
one hand on the trigger, other hand on the soap
big gold medallion, call it swag on a rope
shooters on call all day like certs
we at you pussy niggas all day like virgins
k.o.d., we heard you ran out ones
missed the whole club, must have ran out of funds
twos on deck, the ones in the air
blonde laced fronts, ones all in the air
snowing gears, popping bottles like them niggas won something
young going in, ain't even won something
the bitch you got with you so fine, i might tip her
say she work at macy's, got a body like a stripper, what's up?

say she want a photo, you already know though
you only live once, that's the motto, nigga, yolo
we bout it every day, every day, every day
like we sitting on the bench, nigga, we don't really play
every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
can't see em cause the money in the way, real nigga what's up?

gangster gibbs, ho, i'm never scared
flip seven things, go and get a seven series
shorty hit me with that neck when it's necessary
ciroc-ed out, coconut, she on the red berry
panamera photo, but you already know though
couple hundred niggas, corporate thuggin' be the logo
got my chopper from a cuban and my 'caine from a cholo
me and young be the rap game tony and manolo
what's up? nino and g money
i blood with them b's and c's from d-money
a nigga used to fuck with that barely-could-eat money
now i got that massu missa, nobu, phillipe money,what's up?
what you know about that pussy on the peringnon
thug nigga, keep the kush up in his carry-on
birds for the thirty-three, i got my larry on
where the thong at? freddie home; real nigga, what's up?

say she want a photo, you already know though
you only live once, that's the motto, nigga, yolo
we bout it every day, every day, every day
like we sitting on the bench, nigga, we don't really play
every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
can't see em cause the money in the way, real nigga what's up?

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[jeezy]
i’m tired, i feel wired but yet i’m still inspired
to find somebody else for the job, tell me i’m fired
really muthafc-k what they say, i did my job yo
hood nigga straight off the block, i beat the odds
now you see a nigga, back to the wall
now you exciting, now i’m done
everything for you niggas but get indicted
got niggas in the feds wishin i was still with ‘em
death penalty, go throw ‘em in the ail with ‘em
rather die int he hands of the judge then former friends
man this shit is like an ongoing movie, it never ends
same nigga say that they would, love you forever
niggas get the forecast and change just like the weather
got me feeling like a whole brick, cut with some pain
from winter days yeah, they start of sunny and then it rains
and even after all these years, it’s still storming
you couldn’t of told ‘em it wouldn’t be like this
you coulda warned ‘em

[eminem]
somebody better explain, why my ears are ringing so loud
someone has got something to say, grow some balls and say it to my face
(somebody talk to me) ooooh oh, ooooh oh
somebody’s got a problem, i wanna know
keep my name out ya muthaf-cking mouth
somebody talk to me

[freddie gibbs]
walking like i’m talking, play it like i see it
and i swear sometimes hear voices talking to me in my head
some nights i slept for months, the living dead to get this bread
there’s two ways out this shit, a casket or the f-cking fed
i rap cause one day i pray this might be my escape
everyday i seal up these bags, seems like i’m sealing my fate
my momma worked at your gangsta, jumped off the porch out the gate
but i can’t let my momma bury me, thats some shit she can’t take
most niggas hate when you come up and you doing something constructive
police to the politician, my whole city corrupted
wanna convict me for a couple transactions that i conducted
and my homeboys just might snitch under pressure
so muthaf-ck ‘em, it’s just me and my two nuts
and you can bet they gon hang
and bitch my resume gon’ check out til i check out the game
sometimes that ski mask on my skull it took effect on my brain
and i still didn’t tell the shit, i’m sick of telling you man
somebody talk to ‘em

[eminem - bridge]
somebody talk to me
somebody better explain, how my name’s ending up in your mouth
somebody talk to me
got 2 seconds to talk, i want some answers right the f-ck now
somebody talk to me
cause if it’s me that you’re talkin’ about then i wanna know
somebody talk to me
we almost past the point of being able to talk this shit out

[eminem - hook]
somebody better explain, why my ears are ringing so loud
someone’s got something to say, grow some balls and say it to my face

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i was gone before we hit the ground
it’s always why you should but you spit around
he might be out for the … take him down
now i ain’t sleeping 2 weeks i’m up like i’m …
man it’s hard day to get paper up when you beefing
niggers know my face, niggers know my name
where i stay it
if they gonna pick it …they gonna be patient, they get they payback
fuck the sitting duck we just gonna creep up and go where they saying
… get the message, i’m gonna relay that
i got 5 thousands, a couple houses and plenty furnace brow
tv and a microwave …
and my homie sister, …the shit i be serving
it’s like we feed each other addictions
i’m out here earning a living off a killing my own
… the stone, niggers gonna listen
cause i’m living this shit in my song
if i should die before i wake up just know … shot me in my face
cause i’m a motherfucking gangster

and i move through the day, carry on through the night
what i do to get paid, anything to get by
and i move through the day, carry on through the night
what i do to get paid, anything to survive

young black dollar… forgot season to polish
… to all my … with the queen from hollers
…trying to maintain the bombers
but it’s kinda hard when niggers that’s sworn to be
… just can’t maintain excellence
… if they are homicide
let them face suicide…
who am i? it’s the one and only … work …
get your work to you asap, you the dodge
these other niggers telling fairy tales, but we the gods

and i move through the day, carry on through the night
what i do to get paid, anything to get by
and i move through the day, carry on through the night
what i do to get paid, anything to survive.

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i say i .. i take my team to the top
....you know they came with the tough
in a.... that we love, in a brand new...
i ain’t pay for the roof, cause we no likely to...

chorus:
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your house
quarter brick on my pocket,
i spit that shit on my clothes
you know it cost a few hundred,
yeah, you used to see what i...
.. i bought that shit for my foes
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your whores

... i think i ...
i think i did young chris, i made my ...
me niggers don’t ...
..nigger don’t like the killer,
don’t like that when i see him!
i call my house sealed,
my house feels like a museum
you got me bullshit snow, maybe it’s a coliseum
what kind of.. you got on?
i’ve got the keys on my pocket, like i’m ready for war!
.. scratch on the cereal number,
i got pulled up in the truck, the bitches get me your number
..doing big, eight hundred for....
you know that bitch...

chorus:
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your house
quarter brick on my pocket,
i spit that shit on my clothes
you know it cost a few hundred,
yeah, you used to see what i...
.. i bought that shit for my foes
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your whores
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your whores
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your whores

i make it rough on these niggers,
man, i make it rough on these whores,
but ... still got that colors on..
they like to dust up their nose,
...on these bitches,
get brain and bust on their clothes,
might be my last time...
niggers rap but it ain’t...
is that right?
you heard about the..
try to get my niggers young to...

chorus:
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your house
quarter brick on my pocket,
i spit that shit on my clothes
you know it cost a few hundred,
yeah, you used to see what i...
.. i bought that shit for my foes
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your whores
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your whores
i make it rough on you niggers
i make it rough on your whores

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slam … man i thought that … was your …
when you first went to the field i was that nigger she was spoke with
and it didn’t take long nigger just … old shit
… don’t get started with this dough …
took a … down, ,…bet you can tell
that i was in your pussy but you let that rock hard in a cell
… to catch a fly that sucked me up …
call your freaky friends let’s have an orgy off the …
can’t overlook it, … you know i was in that pussy

low freak bitch i can’t pretend she got a need, … then again
i was just digging around she call me her special friend
her name brigitte late nights we used to kick it …
now she missing visits
you ain’t eating smack …and i’m treating her like cat stacks
smart … iphone recording her, pop while rose bottles … pouring up
fucking … with her
fix me mac & cheese , you know i’m a fat nigger
heard you got win now she fucking with a rap nigger
that’s me, you acting like you own that girl
… the reason that your phone .. curved

yeah, nigger, slam, man i met your bitch when i was back stage
on tour with … gave her the dick now she want my last name
the type of bitch that will share them chips i keep that ass drained
she flip the bill while i just … back on my stance
… how we pour it out …
she don’t let you beat that pussy… clean like a whistle
if we get pulled over right now, the bitch gonna get the pistol
never knew love like this, can’t quite see how you love this bitch
she must have perfect pussy simple … on some sucker shit
… out and i took it
she out here lonely i can’t overlook it, i’m in that pussy, nigger

baby your pussy perfect, ain’t no better way to word it
make a nigger wanna record it for the water observe it
so i fuck you like i own it, bet i keep that pussy squirt
bitch your ass wake up with shaky legs and feel that in the morning
baby your pussy perfect, ain’t no better way to word it
make a nigger wanna record it for the water observe it
so i fuck you like i own it, bet i keep that pussy squirt
bitch your ass wake up with shaky legs and feel that in the morning.

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another day another dollar, i get rap money
i need rap money, … don’t get it fucked up,
that’s just some rap shit
another day another dollar, i get rap money
i need rap money, … don’t get it fucked up,
that’s just some rap shit

take a dance with the devil if you will
hit the booth, lay my vocals with a 7 …appeal
still addicted to the reefer been a cheefer since a teen
started service acts a stress, …through my screen though
… that i serve, i could get served with a charge
people set me up try to rob me, and my cousin…
even your family you fucking …
i need some rap money, living my pen getting paid bitch
…before i jump on the stage, bitch
let them labels know that a piece of … ain’t gonna change
… east side niggers gotta eat
yeah caught up on 65 it’s been … about a week
pray to the heavenly father now i lay me down to sleep
i promise i’ma take my hands … the streets
if i can only get some rap money

another day another dollar, i get rap money
i need rap money, … don’t get it fucked up,
that’s just some rap shit
another day another dollar, i get rap money
i need rap money, … don’t get it fucked up,
that’s just some rap shit

started smoking … dr. dre,
youngest out the group wishing and hoping to get paid
starving up .. for … niggers
creating doggy style the youngest about to …a dog down
still hunger and poor … dog food, … don’t try to tell me dreams don’t come true
for … the plan, the motherfucking man rap money in my hand
more g’s and more grand
hooked up … all eyes on me
just call me that nigger …
20 years later still here like i never left
rock the motherfucking stage, every night i collect
… respect, keeping independent, strictly to press my own cd’s you little nigger
60 days later the … nigger spending rap money
hundred thousand so … rap money

another day another dollar, i get rap money
i need rap money, … don’t get it fucked up,
that’s just some rap shit
another day another dollar, i get rap money
i need rap money, … don’t get it fucked up,
that’s just some rap shit.

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we are the most ambitions
the most step on it
the most to talk shit
is the most they don’t want me
the people .. america’s most wanted
we throw the most bang out
the most gang out
the most house party with ..
the most inmates
the most bad news
.. the most rock so
the most .. show up over where when i am not home
.. the most locked up
they don’t watch tv no more
they watch us

every time i step out
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
asking who si the ebst .. like
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
way out of town they say
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
you are fucking with now they say
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
there the niggers go


i keep the most bitches
the most hated .. underrated
.. ir ap niggers i don’t give a fuck ..
i will let you smoke some …radio
all that i know is .. drop the shit over daddy
you give your daughters back …i am blessed with

every time i step out
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
asking who si the ebst .. like
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
way out of town they say
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
you are fucking with now they say
there the niggers go
there the niggers go
there the niggers go

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run dmc, run dmc, if i'm riding low key i got that d on me
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …
run dmc, run dmc, if i'm riding low key i got that d on me
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …
got dmc, run dmc, run dmc, run dmc
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …

yeah, stay on the cruise so … stick up to stick man
357 to the … bitch i hope you picked up a dinner plan
got that out your … 250 grand
don't let hair … straight from new york in my nigger minivan
scuze me mister officer i been thinking about popping you
so you better not search this car i'm so high i'm off … i promise you
i won't go back to jail, seem like every time nigger try to make a sell
these bitches go back and tell
this shit here fresh off the scale, white bitch 10 bricks and a m3
when i'm done bring down let's go, i'ma beat that shit like a mp
say they murk me for 10 g, … shit don't offend me
the hair strike … rap shit, i run d and i mc

run dmc, run dmc, if i'm riding low key i got that d on me
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …
run dmc, run dmc, if i'm riding low key i got that d on me
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …

i don't even use the door, i just pull another round
only … shit, look like a …
… about to give it a massage,
i whip them bitches 2 at time, yeah, i ménage
car full of bags looking i've been shopping
… across the street, i think the motherfucker's watching
oh well, gotta it, this why i cook it
this the cooking channel get a nigger some to looking
we've been riding all day, that's why my name is just tommy
save for the night cause my neighbors might own me
riding so dirty, made the birds take a bath
when it dried off, it was a bird in the hatch

run dmc, run dmc, if i'm riding low key i got that d on me
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …
run dmc, run dmc, if i'm riding low key i got that d on me
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …
run dmc, run dmc, if i'm riding low key i got that d on me
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …
run dmc, run dmc, if i'm riding low key i got that d on me
and nigger we don't care cause nigger life ain't fair
they got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the …

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[Verse 1 - Currensy]
Showing no signs of letting up
Still kick you in the head like I think
You on the verge of getting up
No mercy, Cobra Kai, Cobra commando
Deadly venom spitting, n-ggas just a salamander
I’m living the life worthy capturing on camera, documented
How one of the last lives was deaded
How I rolled up in the drop, how I rolled up that sticky
How I rolled with them women, elegant player, no sippin’
How I f*ck them to sleep?
How I woke up out the building when I was finished
Keep it G, them n-ggas not original they muthaf-cking house of mirrors
Not quite the image, I’m on that Popeye spinach
Mama mai-tai sippin, she loves a square n-gga
But now she trying something different
Windy City Bulls, mention the Nets, wool jackets and sweats, Scottie Pippens
My description, high of that fuzzy green prescription
Lying if I said that I isn’t
If you looking for that n-gga: I is him
All eyes in this direction, a burden and a blessing

[Freddie Gibbs]
Reporting live from the devil’s pad
Breakfast here two titties, two blunts and a turkey bacon sandwich
2 seasoned eggs and bread jelly
My hoes stay ready pop that p-ssy,
They put off in my Pontiac on Pirellis ’82 edition
Spotters body squatting on sixes?
Rather be counting stacks than stuck in the county, washing the dishes
Or washing drawers in the pen ?……of some Hen’?
I had to go pay the correct correctional officer to walk him in
Bail money on deck, Come at my neck
Bless dat boy cuz dat same place where him dressed? is where he slept
I issue eternal rest, sign up and be a subscriber
The price of life got so high that I must make sure I stay higher
Stay with the purp out of piso, Smackin these geeks and needles
They runnin the rock just like I play quarterback for the Eagles
Randall, Donovan or Michael
‘fore I picked up this mic I
Was hittin licks with some Lords and did dirt with plenty Disciples
I’m gang bang affiliated, federal investigated, self educated
All my co-conspirators catching cases
I dropped straight out of college and I majored in home invasions
Believe I got the balls to clear up all of my altercations
Leave faces with alterations, the closed casket console
Tryna make million dollars, f-ck a million downloads
But if that equal the same, snatch that up and give me my change
I made a lane up in this game so n-ggas gon’ remember the name
Gangsta Gibbs hoe, two bitches cooking in the crib hoe
Still push a bucket but I ride it like a Benz hoe
Tryna find a bridge ho, to slanging raps, from slanging weight
Said the Fred the new age brand b-tch call me baby face killa

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