Uno
Freddie Gibbs, Madlib
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F*ck niggas, spark the weed up Shit been watered down, the rap game they need us Real niggas to intervene, they interject Got a bitch naked, got some neck in the Vette and I'm finna jet Finna get fucked up in this bitch that's on fiend Popping yoppers, f*ck the coppers, sell narcotics, nigga, we bring that on in Bitch, I'm a problem, got your columns full of losses, no wins Gary gangsta, f*ck with Chicago niggas out that Low End Much love to my nigga Mikey, Threw muscles off in they mouth Nigga hitting licks where we reside for and special fire the mouse Stuff the mattress full of merch, .40 calibers in the couch Guess I'm on the high seat, rob me, you won't make it out I could make her sharpen my attitude, might just make her pout Find me charming 'til she really found out what I was about My recreation, occupation, invading a nigga house Smoking and riding, I ain't hiding, I'm driving, I highly doubt And I don't believe these rap niggas You can front for your fans, but I know it's an act, nigga Judge a man by his character and not by his wealth A real G, I never kissed niggas or shot myself Gangsta Gibbs I'm number one, number one with a bullet Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it Make 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleed Only f*ck with real G's, public enemies I'm number one, number one with a bullet Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it Make 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleed Only f*ck with real G's, public enemies Probably be murdered for some shit that I said I'd be a legend out this motherfucker breathing or dead But y'all don't hear me, these uppity bitches they all fear me F*ck a diamond on your finger, I guess it's the dog in me Ain't no hog in me, I'm swine-free, suckers the Iron Sheik Nine G's for the nine piece, how you define me? A student of the thug nigga, drug dealer college Majored in robbing and graduated with honors Seeing plenty dudes in Dolce Gabbana's and marijuana fog Niggas trying to vulture the culture, motherfuck all of y'all Dickblowers, rapper reality shows, y'all just attention whores Don't give a f*ck if I set a record or win awards I'm just blessed to be out here living life Giving these niggas hell, so records with everything I write Shit got me wishing DMX had never hit the pipe Pun ain't never died and Big L was still here to bless the mic I'm number one, number one with a bullet Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it Make 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleed Only f*ck with real G's, public enemies I'm number one, number one with a bullet Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it Make 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleed Only f*ck with real G's, public enemies
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Written by: Fredrick Tipton, Otis Jackson
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