[Freddie Gibbs]
I'm 'gnac'd out and I'm geeked up
Stay chief'd up with my heat tucked
These ho n***as can't be us
Get the crime tape and white sheets up
b**h, only make that thug sh**
Hat broke off in your club sh**
Much love to the Lords, and the Folks
And the Stones, and the Foes, all the n***as I'm plugged wit'
Y'all n***as ain't in these streets man
Did naan dirt in this D game
I done bust shots, said f** cops
Let the blades chop and my beats bang
And I know y'all hoes gon' hate that
Straight chopper off in your face rap
Take j**els off then get pulled off
You come around us then we take that
I'm straight off Gangsta Island so you know I'm on that gangster sh**
Gangsta Gibbs kitchen whippin' zippers, bumpin' Gangsta NIP
And them gangsta b**hes don't want nothin' but that gangsta dick
Stay puffin' on that stanky sh**, take a deep breath then take a hit
We thugs
Make money, make money, money, money
Take money, take money, money, money
Every time I come around
Face down, on the ground