Freddie Gibbs - Uno lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs - Uno lyrics]
Yeah, fa'sho
Uhh fuck the competition nigga yeah
Uhh - fuck niggaz, spark the weed up
Shit been watered down
The rap game they need us
Real niggaz to intervene, they interject
Got a bitch naked
Got some neck in the 'Vette
And I'm fin' to jet
Fin' to get fucked up in
This bitch that's on fiend
Poppin yoppers, fuck the
Coppers, sell narcotics
Nigga we bring that on in
Bitch, I'm a problem
Got your columns full of losses no wins
Gary gangsta
Fuck with Chicago niggaz out that Low End
Much love to my nigga Mikey
Threw muzzles off in they mouth
Nigga hittin licks where we
Reside for unspecified amounts
Stuff the mattress full of merch
40 calibers in the couch
Guess I'm on the hot seat
Rob me won't make it out
I could make her sharpen my attitude
Might just make her pout
Find me charming 'til she really found
Out what I was about
My recreation, occupation
Invadin a nigga house
Smokin and ridin, I ain't
High when I'm drivin, i highly doubt
And I - don't believe these rap niggaz
You can front for your fans but
I know it's an act nigga
Judge a man by his character
And not by his wealth a real G
I never kissed niggaz or shot myself
Gangsta Gibbs
I'm number one, number one with a bullet
Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it
Make 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleed
Only fuck with real G's, public enemies
Probably be murdered for some
Shit that I said i'd be a legend out this
Motherfucker breathin or dead
But y'all don't hear me
These uppity bitches they all fear me
Fuck a diamond on your finger
I guess it's the dog in me
Ain't no hog in me, I'm swine-free
Suckers the Iron Sheik
Nine G's for the nine piece
How you define me?
A student of the thug nigga
Drug dealer college
Majored in robbin and graduated with honors
Seein plenty dudes in Dolce
Gabbana's and marijuana fog
Niggaz trying to vulture the culture
Motherfuck all of y'all
Dick blowers, rapper reality shows
Y'all just attention whores
Don't give a fuck if I set
A record or win awards
I'm just blessed to be out here livin life
Giving these niggaz hell
So records with everything I write
Shit got me wishin DMX had never hit the pipe
Pun ain't never died and Big L was
Still here to bless the mic
Uhh fuck the competition nigga yeah
Uhh - fuck niggaz, spark the weed up
Shit been watered down
The rap game they need us
Real niggaz to intervene, they interject
Got a bitch naked
Got some neck in the 'Vette
And I'm fin' to jet
Fin' to get fucked up in
This bitch that's on fiend
Poppin yoppers, fuck the
Coppers, sell narcotics
Nigga we bring that on in
Bitch, I'm a problem
Got your columns full of losses no wins
Gary gangsta
Fuck with Chicago niggaz out that Low End
Much love to my nigga Mikey
Threw muzzles off in they mouth
Nigga hittin licks where we
Reside for unspecified amounts
Stuff the mattress full of merch
40 calibers in the couch
Guess I'm on the hot seat
Rob me won't make it out
I could make her sharpen my attitude
Might just make her pout
Find me charming 'til she really found
Out what I was about
My recreation, occupation
Invadin a nigga house
Smokin and ridin, I ain't
High when I'm drivin, i highly doubt
And I - don't believe these rap niggaz
You can front for your fans but
I know it's an act nigga
Judge a man by his character
And not by his wealth a real G
I never kissed niggaz or shot myself
Gangsta Gibbs
I'm number one, number one with a bullet
Bring your guns, fifty shots when I pull it
Make 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleed
Only fuck with real G's, public enemies
Probably be murdered for some
Shit that I said i'd be a legend out this
Motherfucker breathin or dead
But y'all don't hear me
These uppity bitches they all fear me
Fuck a diamond on your finger
I guess it's the dog in me
Ain't no hog in me, I'm swine-free
Suckers the Iron Sheik
Nine G's for the nine piece
How you define me?
A student of the thug nigga
Drug dealer college
Majored in robbin and graduated with honors
Seein plenty dudes in Dolce
Gabbana's and marijuana fog
Niggaz trying to vulture the culture
Motherfuck all of y'all
Dick blowers, rapper reality shows
Y'all just attention whores
Don't give a fuck if I set
A record or win awards
I'm just blessed to be out here livin life
Giving these niggaz hell
So records with everything I write
Shit got me wishin DMX had never hit the pipe
Pun ain't never died and Big L was
Still here to bless the mic