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lirik lagu something to rap about – freddie gibbs & the alchemist

[intro: freddie gibbs]
b*tch n*gga
n*gga b*tch
oogie*boogie n*gga
sniff it up
f*ck n*gga came to my section on sunday, didn’t even bring sh*t or bottles, just ate, drank and dipped, f*ck n*gga
yeah, ayo

[verse 1: freddie gibbs]
scammin’ n*ggas maxin’ out, ratchet b*tches actin’ out
god made me sell crack so i’d have somethin’ to rap about
lobster lollipops and crustaceans, ho, what you mad about?
i f*cked you twice in vegas, that p*ssy wasn’t sh*t to brag about
and i can’t draw for sh*t, but i knocked a b*tch that i paid to sit
magnums and some sweet aromatics, yeah, b*tch i came equipped
i don’t do no sucker sh*t with no ho, mistletoe and christmas exchanging gifts
she don’t like it, b*tch can punch out, n*ggas be changin’ shifts
yeah, you n*ggas bringin’ out the old me (yeah)
i’m tryna live to 93 and see the old me
when i touched that crack, i let them crackers take control of me
serve the beast, caprice ain’t got no heat, man, it was cold g
record labels downed me forty thousand on my first advance
f*cked up on my taxes, irs kept me on payment plans
crime f*ckin’ pays, but once you paid, you gotta pay the man
straight survival, right hand on the bible, i won’t take the stand
yeah, vl n*ggas trap it out
lord let me hit this ho so i have something to rap about
been through sh*t with hoes that i look back and i can laugh about
this sh*t wasn’t no joke, sittin’ in that cage, this sh*t was draggin’ out
diego trippin’ cause i’m sittin’, ain’t no package out
he robbed the plug, kicked in the door and cleaned the mattress out
right back in the trap, these n*ggas bringin’ out the old me (yeah)
i’m tryna live to ninety*three and see the old me (yeah)
[verse 2: tyler, the creator]
ayo
nail is in the coffin, freddie sent me this sh*t
this sound like the boat i haven’t bought yet
this sound like the moment i jump off it
sun shinin’, cold water fillin’ in my pockets
this lake water better than the faucet i grew up with
we hold our breath like grudges ’til we nauseous
we hop out, let the sun dry us like raisins
we get dressed in some gucci or lacoste, sh*t, it’s amazing
we look like polo ads but skin is darkened
i gotta move cautious ’cause n*ggas malicious, they come from the trenches
i used to be a goblin under them bridges, now i’m a businessman
i started gettin’ moola as youngin’, now i got bigger hands
to hold ’em, if i got too much on me, i know my n*ggas can
i keep my circle tight like tops, nothin’ corn, no crops
you messy and get cleaned up with the mop
i went to school and i ain’t miss it a lot
so i can be around n*ggas like you and learn how to keep my distance
i cut some n*ggas off on some hater sh*t n*ggas said to me
r.i.p. tees ’cause these motherf*ckers is dead to me
nail is in the coffin, murder, murder
i’m sick of y’all n*ggas and i ain’t coughin’, i know me
y’all often anxious, lost in y’all thoughts and i don’t relate
so keep that energy away from me
don’t blame me, ’cause you ain’t got it figured out
you ain’t got the bigger house, the jig is up
you jealous, dawg, my afro long, i’ll pick it out
like cotton on some basic, sh*t is off
we ain’t adjacent
i’m grounded like the pavement, we ain’t linkin’ like the bracelet broke
better get your wrist that hold on the thoughts you get and go
the f*ck away, ’cause n*ggas get they faces broke
i just got a thumbs up and n*ggas go, like, “good job”
you better find a shoe store and get your sole
get it quick and slip it on
and i’ll be in “my*konos”, lemonade, sippin’ slow
jumpin’ in the water off that boat i haven’t bought yet, b*tch
[outro: tyler, the creator]
one take
let me hear that
i meant to say “mykonos” (haha)

[interlude]
i think (i think) that he died from alcohol (but i’m afraid—)
but if you write dog sh*t, it doesn’t do any good what you die—
teach the parents to be civilized people, becau—

- freddie gibbs the alchemist

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