Freddie Gibbs - Let 'em Burn lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs - Let 'em Burn lyrics]
Burn muthafucka burn! I'm made
The shit you muthafuckas can't fade
Jumped up off the porch and threw
My nuts down in these streets, dog
Can't lean on my daddy
Told my family I'm gon' feed y'all
Bitch niggas can't stand me cause I
Won't live on my knees, dog
Swear they gonna get at me, I'm in your hood
Bitch, I don't see y'all
Gangsta Gibbs from gangsta island
Nothing but money piling
To the ceiling is all I'm feeling
And all I think about
It's crazy how these controlled substances
Got us busting shit
I can't control my life
It's in sole control of the government
Across the nation it's plenty
Niggas in litigation
Sneetches cut your throat to cut
Time and soften their situations
Serving hard or soft you know me
I'm dead with them demonstrations
Haters can't contest us
K-Y-S I can feel your frustrations
Yes some niggas tried to murk me
Guess those bullets wasn't meant for me
I'm a catch they ass and burn 'em
You suckas get no sympathy
A menace to my city, I forever live in infamy
And I know your so-called
History's a mystery
I show niggas no pity run in my fuckin city
Don't like it, come and get me
Father please forgive me
I'm a gangster, I'm a hustler
Couldn't play me for no sucker
I'll blow the roof up off this muthafucka
Let it burn burn, muthafucka, burn
We don't need no water
These niggas don't want no drama
I'm a terrorize these streets
Till these fools come get my like Osama
I ain't ducking or hiding
When I'm out here smoking and riding
Heard there's a hit on the babyface
Bitch it ain't hard to find him
Must I remind him? Gangster
Shit ain't for play
You write this shit on the paper
But I live that shit every day
I seen the biz killed my dude in
Front of his family like some ho
Every time I hit the stage it's
Four police at all my shows
Mother had him, mother love him
Courts and judges, motherfuck 'em
Thousand grammin' went straight slammin'
In for life, it's corporate thuggin
Wear the mask, up in all black
You bitches rather be proactive
Talked to Charlie Mack he said I
Got the city on my back
They call me Bobby Suds since
These niggas can't fade me
He got indicted by a
Snitching bitch named Stacey
I know these rapper niggas that got
My brother's skrilla thirty five
Said Fred you hot
So these thug niggas gon' try
To be by your side
The shit you muthafuckas can't fade
Jumped up off the porch and threw
My nuts down in these streets, dog
Can't lean on my daddy
Told my family I'm gon' feed y'all
Bitch niggas can't stand me cause I
Won't live on my knees, dog
Swear they gonna get at me, I'm in your hood
Bitch, I don't see y'all
Gangsta Gibbs from gangsta island
Nothing but money piling
To the ceiling is all I'm feeling
And all I think about
It's crazy how these controlled substances
Got us busting shit
I can't control my life
It's in sole control of the government
Across the nation it's plenty
Niggas in litigation
Sneetches cut your throat to cut
Time and soften their situations
Serving hard or soft you know me
I'm dead with them demonstrations
Haters can't contest us
K-Y-S I can feel your frustrations
Yes some niggas tried to murk me
Guess those bullets wasn't meant for me
I'm a catch they ass and burn 'em
You suckas get no sympathy
A menace to my city, I forever live in infamy
And I know your so-called
History's a mystery
I show niggas no pity run in my fuckin city
Don't like it, come and get me
Father please forgive me
I'm a gangster, I'm a hustler
Couldn't play me for no sucker
I'll blow the roof up off this muthafucka
Let it burn burn, muthafucka, burn
We don't need no water
These niggas don't want no drama
I'm a terrorize these streets
Till these fools come get my like Osama
I ain't ducking or hiding
When I'm out here smoking and riding
Heard there's a hit on the babyface
Bitch it ain't hard to find him
Must I remind him? Gangster
Shit ain't for play
You write this shit on the paper
But I live that shit every day
I seen the biz killed my dude in
Front of his family like some ho
Every time I hit the stage it's
Four police at all my shows
Mother had him, mother love him
Courts and judges, motherfuck 'em
Thousand grammin' went straight slammin'
In for life, it's corporate thuggin
Wear the mask, up in all black
You bitches rather be proactive
Talked to Charlie Mack he said I
Got the city on my back
They call me Bobby Suds since
These niggas can't fade me
He got indicted by a
Snitching bitch named Stacey
I know these rapper niggas that got
My brother's skrilla thirty five
Said Fred you hot
So these thug niggas gon' try
To be by your side