Freddie Gibbs - Say That Shit Now Bitch lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs - Say That Shit Now Bitch lyrics]
Say that shit now, bitch
Say that shit now, bitch
Nigga rap that shit you was rapping about
When you was talking about
Getting at a motherfucker
Remember you was telling niggas when
You see Freddie Gibbs
That you gon' have the K
Spitting at a motherfucker
But now I'm standing right in
Front of your face
And it seems like you catching
A case of amnesia
So keep it real I'ma hit you with the steel
Security let me walk up in
The club with a heater bitch I'll leave ya
Bleedin' like a hemophiliac with your back
On the floor of the club
Everybody know I got the 44 in the club
I'm the reason niggas is scared
To go in the club a ho in the club will get
His face cracked on site
When he barking like a dog
And he ain't gon' bite
Talking shit cuz he gone off
A sack of the white
And a couple double shots of the yak, no ice
(ahh) i've been studying your every move
I ain't said nothing to you
So you thinking it's cool
Yo, you fucking with a nigga
Who got nothing to lose
So before you leave the club
I'ma give you the blues (hey)
Bust his head to the white meat
Leave him under white sheets
None of the paramedics can save him
Point blank or long range
Don't matter cuz my aim with
The 44 caliber so amazing gangsta Gibbs
Niggas know the golden child get down
I bust about 6 rounds at a
Nigga and his whole damn clique
Thought he wanted drama but
He don't want shit
To do with a nigga like me, or the NTE
Them gorilla motherfuckers coming
Straight from the
G A R to the Y, I N to the D
Talk shit now bitch nigga what it's gon' be?
Say that shit now, bitch
Nigga rap that shit you was rapping about
When you was talking about
Getting at a motherfucker
Remember you was telling niggas when
You see Freddie Gibbs
That you gon' have the K
Spitting at a motherfucker
But now I'm standing right in
Front of your face
And it seems like you catching
A case of amnesia
So keep it real I'ma hit you with the steel
Security let me walk up in
The club with a heater bitch I'll leave ya
Bleedin' like a hemophiliac with your back
On the floor of the club
Everybody know I got the 44 in the club
I'm the reason niggas is scared
To go in the club a ho in the club will get
His face cracked on site
When he barking like a dog
And he ain't gon' bite
Talking shit cuz he gone off
A sack of the white
And a couple double shots of the yak, no ice
(ahh) i've been studying your every move
I ain't said nothing to you
So you thinking it's cool
Yo, you fucking with a nigga
Who got nothing to lose
So before you leave the club
I'ma give you the blues (hey)
Bust his head to the white meat
Leave him under white sheets
None of the paramedics can save him
Point blank or long range
Don't matter cuz my aim with
The 44 caliber so amazing gangsta Gibbs
Niggas know the golden child get down
I bust about 6 rounds at a
Nigga and his whole damn clique
Thought he wanted drama but
He don't want shit
To do with a nigga like me, or the NTE
Them gorilla motherfuckers coming
Straight from the
G A R to the Y, I N to the D
Talk shit now bitch nigga what it's gon' be?