FREDDIE GIBBS lyrics : "Str8 Killa"
Five shots to the face, that'll do the trick
But I'll before I do you, (*##$
[?] for the 223 for the $#&@ ^!$$%s you moving with
And it feel like 'em when I'm on this robbing spree [?]
Snatching on these simple-ass ^!$$%s claim they gon' murder something
^!$$%s been talking bout murkin' the Gangster, you hoes ain't murkin'
Nothing
To the street %#@! a ^!$$% never been no stranger, choppers? Keep a couple
Dozen
Never been the bird man, but I done robbed a couple of 'em
I get such a rush as I watch 'em beg for they $#&@ing life
Reaper came down and hit the switch and turned off your $#&@ing lights
(*##$es be like, "Don't talk to Freddie, that ^!$$% crazy"
When I first jumped off the porch older ^!$$%s tried to play me, but I got
Big balls, big paws on a small puppy
Now I'm the big dog and you mutts ain't got nothing for me
Fresh out the guts, most ^!$$%s fear it, few ^!$$%s love it
Just give me my mother$#&@ing money
Cause all I got is...
[Hook:]
Straight killa, no filla
No sipping for a ho
Ain't taking %#@! from no ^!$$%
I came up in the fingers with jackers and dro dealers
Sorry partner but I can't be rolling with ya
I gots to get my cheese...
[Verse 2: Big Kill]
Been in the streets too long, ^!$$% I gotta shine
Yeah, I might hate doing wrong but (*##$ I gotta grind
Daughter need shoes, my sons need clothes
Two baby mamas fussing, I ain't stunting these hoes
I'm slamming them Chevy do's
Lord Kill behind the wheel
Gittin' mo' and sliding them boulders out the Bonneville
You say [?] go hard, but his momma will
Jacked him for his package, dropped his body off behind a mill
Big Kill! (*##$ I'm known to pull a 211
Them Gary police are scared of that 187
I see 'em on me so I [?]
San Antonio to Dayton, get back on the feds
^!$$% got that straight drop, hand block stay hot
Girls say he bought to flesh a ^!$$%, (*##$ I think not
.45 sands [?] leave you leaking out your tank top
$#&@ with me I'm down to let them things pop
Cause I got that...
[Hook:]
Straight killa, no filla
No sipping for a ho
Ain't taking %#@! from no ^!$$%
I came up in the fingers with jackers and dro dealers
Sorry partner but I can't be rolling with ya
I gots to get my cheese...
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