Freddie Gibbs - Freestyle #4 lyrics

Yeah ugh, yeah
Oh, it's time to set
The record straight homie
Freddie Gibbs, best rapper from the G
Yeah, aight
Matter fact best rapper in the state man
Get ya weight up dJ Roc
Time to show 'em where I'm from baby

Yo, I'm from the 219 where bitch
Ass niggas get faded fast
But I'm like a Ford truck
I'm built to last built to blast
Leavin' ya block scared of me
I'm playin' doctor
Givin' niggas Glock therapy
Head of the class, I'm educated to get dough
Niggas is slow like bruh man
From the fifth floor guard ya grill
You don't really want the war for real
I make niggas break fast like a mornin' meal
What the deal? If you ready for
Freddie let's get it crackalatin'
Shots to ya spine leave you dyin'
Now ya back is achin'
And now you paralyzed from the waist down
From the neck down
We got K's so put ya tech down
Hey, Freddie's the young black Caesar
If ya credit right then discover me
I'm like Jesus
Freestylin', you can't walk the way I talk
You can't talk the way I walk, niggas, ugh
Get sparked

Ugh, Freddie Gibbs
Off the dome ladies and gentlemen
Nigga, my album this is
My hustle comin' soon, yeah
DJ Roc, yes