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freddie gibbs - the big 2 كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(there is nothing i wouldn’t do for you)
(all that you want, i’ll be all that you need)
check, yeah
(’cause boy, you know you got me)
cut, slice
(and i’ll do anything)
check it (okay)

[chorus]
yeah_yeah, so what you wanna do?
b_tch, it’s only one kane train, but it’s a bunch of yous (yeah)
never rolled stock, ac kept me on custom shoes (skrrt)
spit, p_ss and dookie on n_ggas, i’m takin’ number twos (bleugh)

[verse]
all this talk about these threes and who’s the biggest
i got fours and lords cliqued up with gds like a coalition
never cared about no rapper status, i stayed in position
but these bars will leave some scars across your heart, boy i’m somethin’ different, somethin’ different
yeah, so what you wanna do?
played it to the left in a minute, i have another you (yeah)
b_tch ain’t trappin’ me with no baby, ho, i got quite a few (h_ll nah, b_tch)
gary n_gga, like joe jackson, ho, i should start a group (group, yeah)
i seen my ex ho with the opps, i never get into drama (nah)
they both got crackhead mommas, they got some sh_t in common (haha)
n_gga you was born an addict, p_ssy n_gga asthmatic
don’t f_ck with the rabbit, the day you die, b_tch, i’ma hashtag it
(n_gga p_ssed on himself when he got shot)
my naked ass got more promo than your album
man, this really ain’t no challenge
like too $hort, i can’t stop rappin’
n_ggas’ll make you lose the passion
preach these sermons in the pulpit
pass my plate ‘round like a pastor (woo)
i’ll leave you laid in front of your pastor (b_tch)
brand new suit, he look so cute, they made the colors match the casket
knock the colors off yo’ cullinan, should’ve bulletproofed it not wrapped it
n_ggas be poppin’ that sh_t on the internet, bet he want peace when it get drastic, when it get drastic
yeah, b_tch, so what you wanna do?
pills, weed, coke, or the tusi powder?
d_ck was kryptonite, she thought the coochie had superpowers (yeah)
you can’t take the p_ssy out these n_ggas, you shoot it out ’em (blaow)
coupe is 200,000 (blaow), truck cost a 150 (blaow)
i don’t f_ck with maybach glss, them for the b_tches (for the b_tches)
i was ridin’ box chevys mirrors and 96’s
seen birdman on dubs, and then i went and copped twenty inches, that’s for the b_tches (that was for the b_tches, haha)
[chorus]
yeah, uh, so what you wanna do?
b_tch, it’s only one cocaine, but it’s a bunch of you
never rolled stock, ac kept me on custom shoes (skrrt)
spit, p_ss, and dookie on n_ggas, i’m takin’ number twos (bleugh)

[outro]
took some losses but i never lose
’bout to slice ’em and put salt up in the wounds
for every cut and every bruise
from the cradle to the tomb
life is like a song, you can’t get the rhythm without the blues
what you wanna do, b_tch? (yeah, haha, jam)
uh, i say you can’t get the rhythm without the blues
what you wanna do, b_tch? (jam, yeah, nothing, but i just jam)
’bout to slice ’em and put salt up in the wounds
what you wanna do, b_tch? (jam, never be rappin’, i just jam, yeah)
whatever you wanna do, b_tch, yeah (what else?)
you can’t get no rhythm without the blues
what you wanna do, b_tch?

- freddie gibbs

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