Freddie Gibbs - Intro (Big Bizness Vol. 3) lyrics

Fuck them cops, yeah rIP

RIP kinnell Magee
That nigga stayed up on his bizz
Made his paper, did it big
But he got murdered by the pigs
Yeah, the cops jumped my nigga and left him
Like they ain't care for him
'Til I can see him again
I'll blow this smoke up in the air for him
And brothers always family, got problems?
I'll bust that thang for 'em
Nigga, just give me the word
I empty clips up in they head for 'em
I'm knocking niggas' noodles
Diggin' chunks up out they chest
Mr gIBBS, I'm homicide in the flesh
Murder on the fuckin' mic
Burner with me on the street
Get with me, all the bitch niggas against me
They gon' fuckin' (Nah)
They didn't believe it so
I showed y'all niggas
This about the third time that
I done told y'all niggas (Haha)
Dropped the first two volumes to
Straight hold y'all niggas
Got 'em feelin' bad, back in the lab
Recording disses (Haha)
I'm sorry nobody listened
You takin' shots and missin' (Woo)
Get yo figures, nigga, this Big Bizness
We knockin', knockin' doors down (Haha)