Freddie Gibbs - 219 lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs - 219 lyrics]
Yea yo career on the line nigga
I know yall niggas shook
Entire industry shook nigga it's over
Yeah, to all the killers and
A hundred dollar billas (Indiana stand up)
The real niggas who ain't got no feelings
(I need my city with me on this one)
Yea now everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme
Everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme yo
I got you stuck off the realness
My city infamous you heard of us?
Dem Gary Indiana murderas'
Life in a Steel City, can get real pretty
That's why I'm on the block
Without the steel with me
And I ain't never been afraid of shook
I hit the scene and bitch
Niggas afraid to look why?
'Cuz they don't wanna make eye contact
Don't mean mug me if you
Ain't ready for combat
I'm on a level that these other
Rappers can't come close to
So homie play yo' position
Like you supposed to
I can see it inside of yo' face
You in a wrong place
Cowards like you just get they
Whole body laced up
With bullet holes and such
To the head, to the gut
We don't ain't givin' a fuck
Shook niggas betta duck while
I'm hittin' 'em up
Act tough, I had an ambulance pickin 'em up
Nah, fuck that, you in the coroner van
I murder you and I then put da 44' to yo' man
You understand
Don't make me have to call yo' name out
'Cuz you a featherweight
My gunshots will make you levitate
I'm in my early twenty's but my mind is old
Start rapping when I was nineteen
Cuz my rhymes was cold
I put a pen to my paper and tell my story
Life is a risk, no guts, no glory
Ain't No Tamin, my orginazation
You fuckin' with a animal
You don't know what you facin'
Bring yo' whole gang
Let Freddie hurt yo' nation
It'll get bloodier then Freddie vs Jason
I'll send you to Hell
To the burning sensation
Gettin' close to a single
And tight situation now
Take these words homie, think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Son, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They Scared to death, They scared to look
They shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They Scared to death
They scared to look nigga
Yea now everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme (yea)
Everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme (yea)
Yea everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme (nigga)
Yea there it is
What it is what it's gonna be
Freddie Gibbs
Gary, Indiana in the mutha' fuckin' building
219 ride with me
If you ain't ridin' with me
You know what I'm sayin
Mother had you, Mother loved
You, Mother fuck you, you nah mean
You SHOOK, nigga
Gibbs
I know yall niggas shook
Entire industry shook nigga it's over
Yeah, to all the killers and
A hundred dollar billas (Indiana stand up)
The real niggas who ain't got no feelings
(I need my city with me on this one)
Yea now everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme
Everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme yo
I got you stuck off the realness
My city infamous you heard of us?
Dem Gary Indiana murderas'
Life in a Steel City, can get real pretty
That's why I'm on the block
Without the steel with me
And I ain't never been afraid of shook
I hit the scene and bitch
Niggas afraid to look why?
'Cuz they don't wanna make eye contact
Don't mean mug me if you
Ain't ready for combat
I'm on a level that these other
Rappers can't come close to
So homie play yo' position
Like you supposed to
I can see it inside of yo' face
You in a wrong place
Cowards like you just get they
Whole body laced up
With bullet holes and such
To the head, to the gut
We don't ain't givin' a fuck
Shook niggas betta duck while
I'm hittin' 'em up
Act tough, I had an ambulance pickin 'em up
Nah, fuck that, you in the coroner van
I murder you and I then put da 44' to yo' man
You understand
Don't make me have to call yo' name out
'Cuz you a featherweight
My gunshots will make you levitate
I'm in my early twenty's but my mind is old
Start rapping when I was nineteen
Cuz my rhymes was cold
I put a pen to my paper and tell my story
Life is a risk, no guts, no glory
Ain't No Tamin, my orginazation
You fuckin' with a animal
You don't know what you facin'
Bring yo' whole gang
Let Freddie hurt yo' nation
It'll get bloodier then Freddie vs Jason
I'll send you to Hell
To the burning sensation
Gettin' close to a single
And tight situation now
Take these words homie, think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Son, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They Scared to death, They scared to look
They shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They Scared to death
They scared to look nigga
Yea now everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme (yea)
Everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme (yea)
Yea everybody from the 219
Smoke a dime of the prime
While I spit this rhyme (nigga)
Yea there it is
What it is what it's gonna be
Freddie Gibbs
Gary, Indiana in the mutha' fuckin' building
219 ride with me
If you ain't ridin' with me
You know what I'm sayin
Mother had you, Mother loved
You, Mother fuck you, you nah mean
You SHOOK, nigga
Gibbs