Freddie Gibbs, Spice 1, Daz Dillinger - F.A.M.E. lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs, Spice 1, Daz Dillinger - F.A.M.E. lyrics]
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 was nothing
We leave the club with two foreign models
Her and her cousin
Niggas say that we the brand new thug life
Washing dirty money with this mic
I wish it was right
Tell a song, sipping Perignon
Fuck a Bud Light
Tony said the world is yours
Only if you plug right
My God, when they bury me
Pray my casket be solid gold
Funeral packed with a separate section
For all my hoes
Most niggas choose it and lose it quickly
But I was chose cook it and sell it
My mama smell it up in my clothes
Bet your favorite rapper get
Extorted for his paycheck mask on my skull
They ain't identify my face yet
We sticking suckers up
I hope they sticking to the cheddar
You pussy niggas might be rich
But you ain't rich forever
And he can go hard, but I'ma go the hardest
Thugging from the start
Don't get a nigga started
Came up in the realest
I know the streets starving
You know we with the business
My niggas go retarded when we ride
When we ride on our enemies
Never hide from our enemies
'Til we ride our enemies
Fully loaded 45 on my enemies
I go, ha ha hard up on you motherfuckers
Immediately cock it back and spray
One of you fucking suckers
You off-brand niggas get down
With the punishment it’s D-P-G, Dogg Pound
So who you want it with
Them gangbang niggas is active
Capping shit in the active
With them old-school Tommy gun extended clip
I ride around the city in expensive whips
Should've known that them gangster
Niggas don’t trip
Flag swinging, me and Deep nigga
Yeah we gangbanging
Bringing down the ashes if you niggas flaming
Aim for your dome, head shots, slug shots
Police put me throughout, 2-1 on my mugshot
Crazy-ass niggas, yeah we insane
Put the pistol in your mouth
Blow out your brain
Bail out on eight million dollar bond
Soon as I hit the streets, nigga
It’s back on
When I finger fuck my 45
I hit a nigga right between his eyes
Pull out the heat, make him dance
And do the dougie
Before I blow the back of his shit out
It can get ugly
Yes, y'all, I put his cherry pie on the wall
When I ride on my enemies
Niggas know it’s uncut and raw
Mr bossalini, you can try to stand guard
But niggas like me be going Taliban hard
I spit grenades and piss bullets
Eat a bitch nigga for breakfast when
I aim and pull it
Doing wonders for this bread
I Pillsbury these motherfuckers
When his doughboy die with the heat
I carry in my clutches
I’m a natural born rider
Like my nigga Freddie Gibbs
Steady going hard and riding
With steady clips
I been thugging from the beginning
You niggas soft as linen
I wear my black Jordans to
Match with my MAC-10
Fully auto, my only motto, forever thugging
Chevy on 6s
Them Forgiatos ain't ever scrubbing
Watch honeys run through 100 bottles
Like it was nothing
We leave the club with two foreign models
Her and her cousin
Niggas say that we the brand new thug life
Washing dirty money with this mic
I wish it was right
Tell a song, sipping Perignon
Fuck a Bud Light
Tony said the world is yours
Only if you plug right
My God, when they bury me
Pray my casket be solid gold
Funeral packed with a separate section
For all my hoes
Most niggas choose it and lose it quickly
But I was chose cook it and sell it
My mama smell it up in my clothes
Bet your favorite rapper get
Extorted for his paycheck mask on my skull
They ain't identify my face yet
We sticking suckers up
I hope they sticking to the cheddar
You pussy niggas might be rich
But you ain't rich forever
And he can go hard, but I'ma go the hardest
Thugging from the start
Don't get a nigga started
Came up in the realest
I know the streets starving
You know we with the business
My niggas go retarded when we ride
When we ride on our enemies
Never hide from our enemies
'Til we ride our enemies
Fully loaded 45 on my enemies
I go, ha ha hard up on you motherfuckers
Immediately cock it back and spray
One of you fucking suckers
You off-brand niggas get down
With the punishment it’s D-P-G, Dogg Pound
So who you want it with
Them gangbang niggas is active
Capping shit in the active
With them old-school Tommy gun extended clip
I ride around the city in expensive whips
Should've known that them gangster
Niggas don’t trip
Flag swinging, me and Deep nigga
Yeah we gangbanging
Bringing down the ashes if you niggas flaming
Aim for your dome, head shots, slug shots
Police put me throughout, 2-1 on my mugshot
Crazy-ass niggas, yeah we insane
Put the pistol in your mouth
Blow out your brain
Bail out on eight million dollar bond
Soon as I hit the streets, nigga
It’s back on
When I finger fuck my 45
I hit a nigga right between his eyes
Pull out the heat, make him dance
And do the dougie
Before I blow the back of his shit out
It can get ugly
Yes, y'all, I put his cherry pie on the wall
When I ride on my enemies
Niggas know it’s uncut and raw
Mr bossalini, you can try to stand guard
But niggas like me be going Taliban hard
I spit grenades and piss bullets
Eat a bitch nigga for breakfast when
I aim and pull it
Doing wonders for this bread
I Pillsbury these motherfuckers
When his doughboy die with the heat
I carry in my clutches
I’m a natural born rider
Like my nigga Freddie Gibbs
Steady going hard and riding
With steady clips
I been thugging from the beginning
You niggas soft as linen
I wear my black Jordans to
Match with my MAC-10