Madlib - Bandana lyrics

[Intro: Freddie Gibbs & Assa**in] Mmm, I'm with it, uh Motherf**er, I'm with it, uh Motherf**er, I'm with it, uh n***a, and I ain't bullsh**tin', yeah I'm in the game, f**in' with the 'caine (Man some) I'm in the game, f**in' with the 'caine (Imagine now) I'm in the game, f**in' with the 'caine (Every 'dana) I'm in the game, f**in' with the 'caine (Is bandana, bandana) [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Draped in all designer, draped in all designer Kickin' off the powder, kickin' off the powder Stuffed a half a birdie up in a piñata And I had to ask my wifey out 'cause she a rider Born a pebble, left the hospital, I was a whole brick Pa**ed the package off to Diego, he moved the whole sh** You can't claim no gang in my hood if you ain't had known it f** the local police, my n***a, they can't control this Yeah, I throw my set up, fly my bandana I give a hater a handicap with this hand cannon My Brooklyn b**h drove in kilos from New York to Atlanta Everyone was 98 Foxy, I turn you white like venom (White like venom) Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down Pushing faders like Mike Dean, whippin' that light cream (Cream) Cleaner than your Gardi white jeans, my brand new hammer Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana [Refrain: Freddie Gibbs & Assa**in] (Bandana) Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana (Bandana) Said, once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana (Bandana) Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana (Bandana, bandana) Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down (Uh, bad manner, bad manner) Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down (Bandana) Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down (A-roger now) [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, batty boy with the bloodclaat I be on the Vice Lord, 4 Crip and Blood block Catch him while he comin' from work and go take the judge out Richest n***a in the prison, million dollar mugshot (Mugshot) Buckshot, buckin' out my 12 gauge You can't k** what's already dead, boy, look what Hell made Never let them crackers refer to me by a slave name Black Caesar, Young Gangsta G, yeah, I make the game change Uh, I throw my set up, fly my bandana Hard still sellin' so the crack gla** matter Ghetto beamin' up the Scotty through the car antennae Give a n***a 30 years for the cell phone chatter If you k** another n***a, you might get manslaughter If you watch, you gon' get life and murder, won't beat the charges Do it right, it ain't no witness, ain't no weapon, ain't no evidence Wipin' off the motherf**in' fingerprints with my bandana [Refrain: Freddie Gibbs & Assa**in] (Ayy, bandana, bandana) Said, I be wipin' off the motherf**in' fingerprints With my bandana (Ayy, bandana, bandana) And I be wipin' off the motherf**in' fingerprints With my bandana, yeah Yeah, bandana, bandana, bad manner, bad manner Me no care 'bout no other, yeah (Yeah) Bandana, imagine now, they singin' out [Verse 3: Assa**in] I say the system got you living in a free mansion Original yard, this our weedman sale And hear what? We no care if informer see Yo, I am no dealer, I'm a pharmacy That medical marijuana, get it if you wanna But try nuh start no drama 'less you wanna be a gonner Fo' banana, you need fi run up on pon me corner You run up at the coroner, it's yo' favorite charmer, you're a... Remember me armor pon me lawn, me nah go storma Full stop the brake, I couldn't come, remember I'ma Real gyalis, razor sharp like a katana So you know after we gone, we a-smash ya baby mama, uh-huh Material girl like Madonna What she wouldn't do for Donna, Dolce & Gabbana Yes, she love the balla ting, make me a Maradona Seh she waan me blindfold and rip me bandana [Outro] Hahahahahahahaha