Lay It Down Freddie Gibbs

Lay it down, bitch Bitch, lay it down Straight to the cake Take it to the face Boy, don't make a sound Got a K for the fake Case full of weight Thug nigga 'bout my peso All black with the strap Cup full

Ten Packs of Backwoods Freddie Gibbs

change in the dope spot Cadillac two shit, new shit, no xxx on my door lock Bitch i stay funeral fresh, Fendi and Gucci to death Get all my bottom bitches, I ain't have shit to do with the rest My bitches down

Freddie Soprano Freddie Gibbs

that I got from rap Man I raised my 'Lac and copped a kilo Since then I ain't been back, straight transactions with my niggas Few times your boy fell off But I jumped right back on with the quickness Freddie

Eastside Moonwalker Freddie Gibbs

Lifestyles of the insane Eastside thug nigga, I'm the shit, you a shit stain I let the boxframe switch lanes Not a pretty nigga, but I got some game for a bitch brain And I lay it on so thick Charge it

Lose Control Freddie Gibbs

It really ain't no pressure, baby I'll take you where there's good weather, baby What you think about letting go, letting go Girl, lose control What you think about letting go, letting go Girl, lose control

Dope In My Styrofoam Freddie Gibbs

centerfolds 'Bout to go too deep, I ain't fucked her in like two weeks, feel like two months And ripping pineapple fanta, fired up two blunts And this cloud of kush I blow set off the smoke alarm Fuck it

Hundred Thousand Freddie Gibbs

Hundred thousand dollars worth of cocaine Niggas'll kill you in these fucking streets Each and every day I duck the feds, man Trying keep my baby something to eat Down to my last, 'bout a quarter thing

D.O.A. Freddie Gibbs

nigga Serve the pack, man, call the trashman for these garbage ass niggas Say these motherfuckers scared to rob a robbing ass nigga Send you back to your connect, you short a lot of bands, nigga Gangsta Gibbs

Came Up Freddie Gibbs

I woke up and wrote this for my hater, mane Forgis on that thing with a four fifty four, I'll see you later, mane Bitches gonna bop, tell 'em pop that pussy for this paper, mane Ho just wanna kick it,

F.A.M.E. Freddie Gibbs

kill Murder, murder, murder Kill, kill, kill Murder, murder, murder Fully auto, my only motto, forever thugging Chevy on 6s, them Forgiatos ain't ever scrubbing Watch honeys run through 100 bottles like it

The Color Purple Freddie Gibbs

yeah And you know it yeah And you know it yeah And you know it yeah Man I know that you smoking I know that you rolling On that dirty sprite with ice, you know that good purple potion I wrote this shit

Paper Freddie Gibbs

drink, hit the reefer smoke On the mic, bitch, and I'm nice, bitch Six rings, yeah, I'm on that Mike shit Straight thug, nigga, most of my life spent Was on that black top working that white, bitch Shit, it

The Coldest Freddie Gibbs

Bitch I'm ten toes in it Not a fake a facade or a cloned image Got into rap same way I jumped in the streets with my own spinach Tryin' to get straight up off this shit so that I can go on livin' No song

Str8 Killa No Filla Freddie Gibbs

[Verse 1 - Freddie Gibbs:] Five shots to the face, that'll do the trick But I'll [?] before I do you, bitch [?]

Oil Money Freddie Gibbs

Where do we have to go I don't know, let me know where we end up Cause I'm not about to sit and watch it get us Just picture the stickers is on it And its flashy, flauntin', funny but them people only

9mm Freddie Gibbs

Wa da da dang, wa da da da da dang Listen to my 9 millimeter go bang Niggas hustle, niggas murder for this dope and cocaine If I'm out here doing bad, I'm knocking down your door, mane Shit, our scene

Rep 2 Tha Fullest Freddie Gibbs

to the fullest Any given day could die by the bullet Strictly no perpetrating when I pull it I represent it to the fullest Niggas across the nation, narcotic cooking Every block, every hood we proud of

Personal OG Freddie Gibbs

ask him that My homeboy Kendell roll thin ass blunts So we can smoke at least 20 every day of the month And keep at least 5 pounds of the hay in the trunk And when he came from the Chi we was weighin' it

One Eighty Seven Freddie Gibbs

Yeah, these are the tales that I tell so well I hit this new chick named Michelle in my 6 8 Chevelle And yo, last week it was Michelle, but this week it's Monique Who had the best, yo, I can't tell, both

The Real G Money Freddie Gibbs

em Streets might send yo daddy off on vacation or early grave him Asked my pastor, is there some special place in heaven for gangsters In the eighth grade I was selling eight balls off that pager, put it

Certified Live Freddie Gibbs

a little deuce deuce and a tre eight And bitch my pack just hit the mail, I'ma get that scale, I can't wait Nigga for all this rap shit, these niggas plastic claim they Gs but they ain't It's Gangsta Gibbs

Have U Seen Her Freddie Gibbs

nigga 'bout my mail Steady tryna work this yayo Summertime, can't do jail Money in the safe make bail Got these pussy ass niggas might tell Pussy ass niggas might hate Spoonfeed niggas, no way Bring it

Live By The Game Freddie Gibbs

drama All night I fight with all my might to get that almighty dollar I be hustling, struggling, out here thirsty and thugging Got to watch the way I move, I got enemies by the dozen It's cold but I wish it

National Anthem (F*ck The World) Freddie Gibbs

Back when I was younger Very ambitious but often blinded by my hunger Some say I dream too big And my dream gon' take me under Beneath the streets of Gary Would I make it out, I wonder Could my obituary

Rock Bottom Freddie Gibbs

Damn, it can't get no worse then this cause I done hit rock bottom I'm a get up on a muthafuckin sack and a big ass bottle to solve all my problems I'm goin in circles man, goin in circles man Sometimes

I Seen A Man Die Freddie Gibbs

Gangsta Island, Gary Smiling in my casket with my eyes wide open I'ma make my enemy look me straight in my face before they closing I'ma pierce right through his soul and take control of his emotions Let it

Criminal (Feat. Freddie Gibbs) ZZ Ward

Mhmm mmm ohIt's 300 AM got my eyes wide shutI toss and turn got the sheets untuckedYou broke right in yeah you stole you tookWith dirty fingerprints you nogood crookYou shatter my heart like a Tiff...

TRUTH OR DARE CHIKA, Freddie Gibbs

honest) Don’t cry, make hits (You want it, you got it) All net, no bricks (Truth or dare, just be honest) Fuck facts, just spit No time, clock tick This ain’t no cap for no app, Nigga, tell me the truth

Liquor Store In The Sky (Feat. Freddie Gibbs) BJ The Chicago Kid

was raised blocks from each other We grew up like brothers (We) That was my dawg, swear to God, I would've gave him what I had, yeah Disagreements we had, sometimes we fought when we got mad That's how it

Freddie Goodtime Jane Lui

does it make you feel better to mix your whites and your colors for bleeding sake?

Foolin' Around Freddie Mercury

You're so beautiful, you just lay it on me Foxy lady, you really are the greatest show in town You want to play, You wanna eat your cake and have it your way You got it easy and you don't give a damn

Trouble In Mind Freddie King

The sun gonna shine In my back door someday Trouble in mind, I'm blue But I won't be blue always You know the sun gonna shine In my back door someday I'm gonna lay my head On some lonesome railroad line

Nice 'N' Slow Freddie Jackson

Ah what cha doing You know I'm coming over right now baby tell what you wanna do with me Now you got it hot for me already baby Okay I'll be there in about uh, give me ten minutes Be ready Ah Wear that

Do The Freddie Chubby Checker

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I Don't Want To Lose Your Love Freddie Jackson

scandalize my name I can handle all the pressure If your love only stays the same I don't wanna lose your love Cause you mean the world to me I don't wanna lose your love And all that we've come to be As we lay

Kiss Of Fire (영화 '캐롤') Georgia Gibbs

the danger, still the flame grows higher I know I must surrender to your kiss of fire Just like a torch, you set the soul within me burning I must go on, I'm on this road of no returning And though it

Kiss of Fire Georgia Gibbs

danger, still the flame grows higher I know I must surrender to your kiss of fire Just like a torch, you set the soul within me burning I must go on, I'm on this road of no returning And though it

Kiss Of Fire Georgia Gibbs

Kiss of Fire -Artist: Georgia Gibbs as sung on "Her Nibs Miss Georgia Gibbs" -Polygram Records DPSM 5126/138024 -peak Billboard position # 1 for 7 weeks in 1952 -competing versions charted by Tony

I Want You To Be My Baby Georgia Gibbs

you (will you) Will you please (will you please) Will you please tell (will you please tell) Will you please tell me (what) If you're going to be my baby Listen to your mama and you never will regret it

Somebody\'s Knockin\' Terri Gibbs

Somebody\'s knockin\' Should I let him in Lord it\'s the devil Would you look at him I\'ve heard about him But I never dreamed He\'d have blue eyes and blue jeans Well somebody\'s talkin\' He

Five Nights (Feat. Danny Brown) Freddie Dredd

[Chorus: Freddie Dredd] Five nights at Freddy's Gun you down, use the machete Cut you up, ain't you ready For the Five nights at the Freddy's?

Leave My Woman Alone Freddie King

tell you, you better leave my woman alone Let me tell you, I know you call yourself a playboy And you got women all over town But if I catch you playing around with my baby Let me tell you, I'm gonna lay

TWEEDLE DEE Georgia Gibbs

TWEEDLE DEE Georgia Gibbs (Words & music Winfield Scott) Tweedle dee dee, Tweedle dee dee Tweedle dee dee, Tweedle dee dee Tweedle tweedle tweedle dee I'm as happy as can be.

The Sky Is Crying Freddie King

The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets. The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.

Going Down Freddie King

"I'm going down I'm going, down, down, down Down, down Yes, I'm going down, yes I'm going down, down, down Down, down Yes, I've got my feet in the window Got my head on the ground Let me down And close

Tore Down Freddie King

I'm tore down, I'm almost level with the ground I'm tore down, I'm almost level with the ground Well, I feel like this when my baby can't be found I went to the river to jump in My baby showed up and said

Your Kind Of Lover Freddie Mercury

of feeling A little bit of sunshine to my life I wanna be your kind of lover Give a little bit of feeling Just a little bit of feeling Add a little bit of meaning to my life I wanna boogie down

Tasty Love Freddie Jackson

Chorus: Ohh girl the way you do me in the morning Ohh girl the way you love me all night long Work my love around and make it all come down You give me that tasty love mmmm girl Make it feel so good only

Good Morning Heartache (Feat. Stanley Turrentine On Sax) Freddie Jackson

"Good morning heartache, you old gloomy sight Good morning heartache, thought we said goodbye last night I turned and tossed until it seemed you had gone But here you are with the dawn Wish I'd forget

Somebodys Knockin Terri Gibbs

SOMEBODY'S KNOCKIN' Terri Gibbs Words and music by Penney and Jerry Gillespie Somebody's knockin' should I let him in, Lord it's the devil would you look at him I've heard about him but I never