Freddie Gibbs, Statik Selektah - Lord Giveth, Lord Taketh Away lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs, Statik Selektah - Lord Giveth, Lord Taketh Away lyrics]
I might have to punch in, and shit
Yeah fo' sho' (Statik Selektah)
I'll tell you when to start, though
Yeah (Gotta get it, gotta get it, nigga)
Straight gangster shit, nigga
Straight gangster shit, nigga
Uh, we book niggas for shows
Take all they money and jewelry
Put good dick in these hoes
Butt naked, leave 'em exposed
My bitches, I line 'em up
Sex texts, naked pics
Have 'em thinking she down to fuck
That's my MO, at the M-O T-E-L
With a hot plate of some hard bitch
I bet these sells
Quicker than Jordans on a Saturday
Psycho like Donny Hathaway
I just want to make dough and
Fuck bitches like I'm a Latter-Day
Saint, but I ain't
Bitch I'm one of Satan's descendents
Fathering niggas flows
I should claim 'em like they're dependents
Taxin' niggas on wax cause they get
In rap just to act
Trappin' and packing gats
I was rapping after the fact
Of arrest court date, hard times, heart break
Grind 'til the last crumb
Selling dubs soft shake
And the cluckers can't wait
Is you working today or not Fred
An open shop and a close
Mouth'll keep your mouth fed
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow
We gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit
That's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and
Take your shit to the grave, nigga
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow
We gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit
That's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and
Take your shit to the grave, nigga
Uh, we book niggas for clubs
They say they don't need security
Claiming they really thugs i'm legit
So I could give two shit's if you really was
Plus I'm plugged with some fools that'll
Put your dick in the mud
Have a rapper do a walk through
Let the nigga walk out
Pistols on the promoter
Don't trip us or we're gonna chalk out
Show a nigga some show money
Bitches take off that shiny shit
Man it's so dry out here
Niggas cutting they dope with vitamins
Acetone, hard to leave that crack alone
Government got heroin addicts strung
Out on this methodone
New dope, new wave, four P's, OxyContin OP's
Can't break it down or shoot it
I think you gotta snort these
Plenty niggas OD, not just on drugs
But, I'm chasing money fuck it
So the fo' wait for fo G's
And it was some bullshit
But I had to get it in
Took it back from his ass gon'
Re-up and sell that shit againgibbs
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow
We gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit
That's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and
Take your shit to the grave, nigga
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow
We gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit
That's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and
Take your shit to the grave, nigga
"Gangsta Gibbs, nigga!"
"Gangsta Gibbs, nigga!"
Yeah fo' sho' (Statik Selektah)
I'll tell you when to start, though
Yeah (Gotta get it, gotta get it, nigga)
Straight gangster shit, nigga
Straight gangster shit, nigga
Uh, we book niggas for shows
Take all they money and jewelry
Put good dick in these hoes
Butt naked, leave 'em exposed
My bitches, I line 'em up
Sex texts, naked pics
Have 'em thinking she down to fuck
That's my MO, at the M-O T-E-L
With a hot plate of some hard bitch
I bet these sells
Quicker than Jordans on a Saturday
Psycho like Donny Hathaway
I just want to make dough and
Fuck bitches like I'm a Latter-Day
Saint, but I ain't
Bitch I'm one of Satan's descendents
Fathering niggas flows
I should claim 'em like they're dependents
Taxin' niggas on wax cause they get
In rap just to act
Trappin' and packing gats
I was rapping after the fact
Of arrest court date, hard times, heart break
Grind 'til the last crumb
Selling dubs soft shake
And the cluckers can't wait
Is you working today or not Fred
An open shop and a close
Mouth'll keep your mouth fed
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow
We gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit
That's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and
Take your shit to the grave, nigga
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow
We gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit
That's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and
Take your shit to the grave, nigga
Uh, we book niggas for clubs
They say they don't need security
Claiming they really thugs i'm legit
So I could give two shit's if you really was
Plus I'm plugged with some fools that'll
Put your dick in the mud
Have a rapper do a walk through
Let the nigga walk out
Pistols on the promoter
Don't trip us or we're gonna chalk out
Show a nigga some show money
Bitches take off that shiny shit
Man it's so dry out here
Niggas cutting they dope with vitamins
Acetone, hard to leave that crack alone
Government got heroin addicts strung
Out on this methodone
New dope, new wave, four P's, OxyContin OP's
Can't break it down or shoot it
I think you gotta snort these
Plenty niggas OD, not just on drugs
But, I'm chasing money fuck it
So the fo' wait for fo G's
And it was some bullshit
But I had to get it in
Took it back from his ass gon'
Re-up and sell that shit againgibbs
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow
We gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit
That's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and
Take your shit to the grave, nigga
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow
We gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit
That's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and
Take your shit to the grave, nigga
"Gangsta Gibbs, nigga!"
"Gangsta Gibbs, nigga!"