Careless
Freddie Gibbs
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, gold crown, top down as I cruise with a bad ho Yeah, I-9, from Chicago I got the weed and the pussy, but the money on my mind though I got a line on the flat pack A hundred thangs on the scale, motherfucker, can you buy that? She pop the pussy and rewind that And suck a dick as I get twisted and listen to Do or Die rap Freddie Kane, young Corleone I been off the band wit' the bowls of the strong Nigga gettin' paid from the shit that I record Here, My Lord, wit' the pack when a nigga came home Told my nigga we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', it's all the same Druggin' and still thuggin', it's all a game Real nigga 'bout to cash out I need my rims on my cars when I pull them bitches off the lot F*ck the cops, cop the drop And these hoes be on my jock for my high Cops out watchin', but this pimpin' never stop Ta-da-da, what you totin'? And this paper turn 'em out What she know? Ain't no doubt Thank God I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot And these hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot These hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot And she know I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot Thank God I got a And I don't mean to be so careless, baby, eh One thing on my mind, it's the way I came up So don't catch no feelings Girl, you playin' wit' the motherfuckin' realest I'm a tell you that one more time I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot And these hoes, I got a lot, got a lot, got a lot These hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot And she know I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot Thank God I got a Yeah, gold crown, top down as I cruise with a bad ho Yeah, I-5, on the West Coast And I done been around the world But in Cali, they roll the best dope Bitches and palm trees, I'm on when I came here 'Hood was up north, I pushed to the yay then Shout-out my niggas, I got a ton when the weight in Feed my thugs, I'm pullin' dubs in the state pen Fuckin' with Frederico Soprano Niggas actin' monkey, my clip, I got a banana Rollin' with guerillas, these niggas don't want no banter I just might go flippin', go back and forth with them hammers Nigga, we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', it's all the same Druggin' and still thuggin', it's all a game Full clip on the K thing I got a shotty in the motherfuckin' trunk, nigga, don't get popped F*ck the cops, bodies drop And these feds be on my block, roundabout, stop and watch But this thuggin' never stop Get that rock, what you thought? And these haters talk a lot, ain't gon' pop a hundred shots Thank God I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot And you know I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot And these hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot These hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot Thank God I got a And I don't mean to be so careless, baby, eh One thing on my mind, it's the way I came up So don't catch no feelings Girl, you playin' wit' the motherfuckin' realest I'm a tell you that one more time I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot These hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot And these hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot And she know I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot Thank God I got a
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Written by: FREDDIE GIBBS, SIDNEY MILLER, ANDREW PAPALEO, RYAN SUPERVILLE
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