[Freddie Gibbs] Gary n***a blowin' doja, switched it over, West coast Used to meet my dope plug on 65th, Figueroa N***a was an old school IVC, Fred come flip these pies with me Livin' that California dream, deliverin' dope in that limousine And a n***a was like my pops out here Put me on when I dropped out here "Back home I know you Vice Lord but them red cars'll get you popped out here" I had an all burgundy Monte Carlo SS with the T tops out here A lot of f**k boys stay hatin' that, but these LA hoes on my jock out here Got a plug b***h fresh out of Inglewood, smoke real good Lit my doobie, gettin' Jamaican food I'm off Crenshaw but don't trip though 'cause he a 6-0 And I can still move through St. Andrews With Eight Tray's like it ain't s**t though I know Hoover n***as, I mean Groover n***as that have been down for that kick-door I ain't f**k 'round since I touched down on that westcoast with this s**t Knowin' a lot out of towners claim sets, I'd had seen death over for this s**t You might live today and get ate tomorrow, like leftovers and s**t b***h, often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips [Freddie Gibbs] Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips [G Perico] You must don't know no better, boy, this s**t is so aggressive Gang bangers pop out, that's how we send a message Get up close and then you stretch from doin' all that flexin' One down, now we lookin' for the next one Boy, I'm ballin' and bangin' from Monte Carlos to Rangers In your set, bang a b***h with a car full of gangsters It's active out here, it ain't just the summer This s**t be crackin' all year, boy And it be Blood on Blood, Crip on Crip f**kin' with a n***a that's cut'll get you chipped Them politics real from the streets to the pen Sex, money, violence, that's what make my world spin If I gotta trip on anybody, for any problems We gonna get anybody and keep gettin' dollars So, tell me do you bang, n***a? What set you claim, n***a? It's all the same once that 9 go bang [Freddie Gibbs] Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips [Mozzy] Four Finger bangin', these n***as know I'm a gangster, ma Them cap guns prepare me for phonkin', I like to thank you, ma Your baby boy a felon, these n***as been tryna spank me, ma Gotta catch a body, that's how you climb up the rankings, ma Red rag, flame game, head-shot'll paint the pavement Gang related state-of-mind, I refuse to make a statement You ain't hangin', you ain't bangin', killers in my affidavit Tattoos on all they faces, résumé consist of yankin' They cuttin' from a different blanket, different quilt, different cloth On the B, I got some kiways I could call to pick you off Free my brother from the clanker, keep your n***a lit, it's law We got different point of views because of all the gangster s**t I saw [Freddie Gibbs] Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips Lyrics by KKKNine7[网易云]
[00:00.000][Freddie Gibbs] [00:45.380]Gary n***a blowin' doja, [00:46.987]switched it over, West coast [00:48.602]Used to meet my dope plug on 65th, Figueroa [00:51.901]N***a was an old school IVC, [00:53.529]Fred come flip these pies with me [00:55.218]Livin' that California dream, [00:56.838]deliverin' dope in that limousine [00:58.441]And a n***a was like my pops out here [01:00.039]Put me on when I dropped out here [01:01.726]"Back home I know you Vice Lord but them red cars'll get you popped out here" [01:04.960]I had an all burgundy Monte Carlo [01:06.570]SS with the T tops out here [01:08.237]A lot of f**k boys stay hatin' that, but these LA hoes on my jock out here [01:11.474]Got a plug b***h fresh out of Inglewood, smoke real good [01:13.619]Lit my doobie, gettin' Jamaican food [01:15.583]I'm off Crenshaw but don't trip though 'cause he a 6-0 [01:17.942]And I can still move through St. Andrews [01:19.605]With Eight Tray's like it ain't s**t though [01:21.270]I know Hoover n***as, I mean Groover n***as that have been down for that kick-door [01:24.538]I ain't f**k 'round since I touched down on that westcoast with this s**t [01:27.416]Knowin' a lot out of towners claim sets, I'd had seen death over for this s**t [01:30.676]You might live today and get ate tomorrow, like leftovers and s**t [01:33.943]b***h, often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips [01:37.613][Freddie Gibbs] [01:38.055]Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h [01:40.966]Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t [01:44.190]n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t [01:47.441]Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips [01:50.861]Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h [01:53.923]Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t [01:57.230]Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with [02:00.508]Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips [02:03.540][G Perico] [02:03.949]You must don't know no better, boy, this s**t is so aggressive [02:07.302]Gang bangers pop out, that's how we send a message [02:10.547]Get up close and then you stretch from doin' all that flexin' [02:14.340]One down, now we lookin' for the next one [02:16.595]Boy, I'm ballin' and bangin' from Monte Carlos to Rangers [02:19.567]In your set, bang a b***h with a car full of gangsters [02:22.762]It's active out here, it ain't just the summer [02:27.120]This s**t be crackin' all year, boy [02:29.473]And it be Blood on Blood, Crip on Crip [02:32.221]f**kin' with a n***a that's cut'll get you chipped [02:35.672]Them politics real from the streets to the pen [02:38.328]Sex, money, violence, that's what make my world spin [02:42.052]If I gotta trip on anybody, for any problems [02:45.299]We gonna get anybody and keep gettin' dollars [02:48.541]So, tell me do you bang, n***a? What set you claim, n***a? [02:53.212]It's all the same once that 9 go bang [02:56.118][Freddie Gibbs] [02:56.471]Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h [02:59.326]Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t [03:02.536]n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t [03:05.772]Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips [03:08.199]Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h [03:12.324]Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t [03:15.587]Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with [03:18.907]Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips [03:22.169][Mozzy] [03:22.460]Four Finger bangin', these n***as know I'm a gangster, ma [03:25.752]Them cap guns prepare me for phonkin', I like to thank you, ma [03:28.997]Your baby boy a felon, these n***as been tryna spank me, ma [03:32.161]Gotta catch a body, that's how you climb up the rankings, ma [03:35.364]Red rag, flame game, head-shot'll paint the pavement [03:38.347]Gang related state-of-mind, I refuse to make a statement [03:41.528]You ain't hangin', you ain't bangin', killers in my affidavit [03:44.795]Tattoos on all they faces, résumé consist of yankin' [03:48.086]They cuttin' from a different blanket, different quilt, different cloth [03:51.672]On the B, I got some kiways I could call to pick you off [03:54.788]Free my brother from the clanker, keep your n***a lit, it's law [03:57.714]We got different point of views because of all the gangster s**t I saw [04:01.153][Freddie Gibbs] [04:01.716]Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h [04:04.604]Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t [04:07.838]n***as on that, "Yo, where you from?" and, "Yo, what you bang?" s**t [04:11.123]Often times a n***a had to trip on Bloods and Crips [04:14.369]Color of my dollars stay proper, that's what I claim, b***h [04:17.669]Mobbin' in my old school Impala, candy the frame, s**t [04:20.895]Thugs, gang-bangers, and drug slangers I hang with [04:24.143]Often times a n***a took a trip with Bloods and Crips [04:28.148]Lyrics by KKKNine7[网易云]
