freddie gibbs - slammin' lyrics
[verse 1]
slammin’
bangin’ them beans off of my boost phone
jammin’
straight stevie wonder while i get my cruise on
i’m making stangs to make a living wish i could move on
barely got a roof over my head but my roof gone
i’m ignant
with a clique of n_ggas ignant as me
roll with k!llers, jackers, kidnappers and sh_t real as can be
geekers robbin’ rapin’ relapsin cause they feel incomplete
keep at least like two or three straps they bang that steel in the g
some n_ggas live in the g, most n_ggas die in the g
ain’t sh_t twerkin they extra thirsty when it’s dry in the g
lord don’t take me today cause my family relyin’ on me
i’m so gangsta these industry n_ggas declined on me
so hoe i’m trappin straight bo jackson went from whippin’ white to dealin’ boy
to ship the gang a stanky to [?] illinois
so hit me for them demonstrations for you mane and them
no conversation straight up [?] in your cranium
[chorus x 2]
i’m so fo sho with it
fresh out the do’ with it
go get the sprite and baking soda and mix the dope with it
we throw that package in the back and hit the road with it
and if you got it we gon’ make you hit the flo’ with it
see freddie gibbs live
get tickets as low as $26
[verse 2]
n_gga what you trippin for?
know you gon’ check out if you scared what you living for?
plus it’s hard to feel like you’re living when you’re living poor
evil thoughts come in as i in and exhale this swisher smoke
my daddy put me on the l!ck to hit this b_tch for 20 pounds
i’m on [?] if it’s legit how i’m gon’ turn it down?
duct taped his family faces left him face down on the ground
once i got straight, i shot straight the f_ck out of town
i’m fasho with it
fresh out the do’ with it
rollin that jolly green giant i don’t smoke midget
don’t make an order unless you cop at least a fo’ with it
i’m small_time and tryna [?] for mo’ digits
i used to work up in the spot had to clock and count the green up
geekers in the back b_ttnaked and bout to beam up
seen everythang but the motherf_ckin’ reaper
and did it all while floatin on a fluffy cloud of reefer
[chorus]
i’m so fo sho with it
fresh out the do’ with it
go get the sprite and baking soda and mix the dope with it
we throw that package in the back and hit the road with it
and if you got it we gon’ make you hit the flo’ with it (and that’s fasho n_gga)
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