Kool G Rap, 38 Spesh, Meyhem Lauren, Freddie Gibbs - Flow Gods lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kool G Rap, 38 Spesh, Meyhem Lauren, Freddie Gibbs - Flow Gods lyrics]
Yeah, yeah uhh
A-K-A Laurenavichi
Shake the dead weight and elevate
Money can sail away
Sling perico complicates and
Then we celebrate
Basically the way that I move, systematically
Copper tops pop at your top
And stop your battery, anatomy
Tougher than fly shit, my pedigree
Any nobody fallin' off, Lord
My nigga let it be
I rep for niggas pushing sevens
Holdin' hammers you worried about the beef
I’m worried about the cameras
Cash only, no reservations
Gotta lack of patience when we
Dealin' with the patients
24 carat gold, margaritas, that Versace
Power-moves, always get smooth
You couldn't stop me
Yo, I was turnin' Benjamins before
You heard the riches i was Big Percy pimpin’
With the curvy bitches
I was in the dirty picture, nigga
Dirty pissin’ mink coat
Furry mittens with the blurry wristses
That bitch hurry with the
Chicken, catch a flurry, slippin'
Luciano lifestyle flick with
The Persian kitten shook bit this nigga
Blonde bitch slurpin' dickin’
Dead man tell no tales, never heard a witness
Pistol from the hip make em’
Give it Hershey Kisses
Make that black hearse get driven
Givin' murder missions
Try your luck, baby, trigger finger
Nervous itchin’ double shots, no rocks
I let it burn the system
Yo, Kane train murder for hire, bitch
I should buy some ass
Hit a lick with buddy and left em’
I couldn’t divide the cash
My only baby mama D-M'in' me
To supply the ass
I leave a bitch on red like she outta’ gas
I leave the bitch on dead like a Duracell
Season up that chicken finger
Lickin’ if you cook it well
I just dropped a flocka
50 blocks and that crew Riverdale
Christmas '99
I got some soda and some fish scale mix yayo
Fuck jail, I don’t sit well
Strictly business
I keep a yellow bitch when it is dale
Packers playin' over the dope
It’s Saturn like intel
Bitch, your life don’t matter
Take that for Data, like Fizdale
From a Knick to a mothafuckin’ brick
Walter White done touch the hood
Now these creatures suckin’ dick
Niggas smokin’ on synthetic weed in
Case you got em’ sick
I’m addicted to this paper
I’m itchin’ to make a flip
Ay yo i’m the nigga that they call Spesh
I’m known for takin' over boulevards
'cause I charge less my prices far fetched
I put my own numbers on trees
Like I’m tryin' to find a lost pet
This a bridge you ain’t crossed yet
Gimme a broad address
I get 'em sent to her doorstep
I’m the one that your whore sweat
But your broad got more miles on
Her pussy than my Corvette
Had beef, some live, some die
Never been shot before, but some try
This how you separate the truth from the lies
Bums with guns from the ones that slung pies
Me? I could care less about your gun size
Niggas done died from shit small
As a thumb drive
One robbery we left a victim untied
He sat four years, corpse was sun dried
Spesh!
A-K-A Laurenavichi
Shake the dead weight and elevate
Money can sail away
Sling perico complicates and
Then we celebrate
Basically the way that I move, systematically
Copper tops pop at your top
And stop your battery, anatomy
Tougher than fly shit, my pedigree
Any nobody fallin' off, Lord
My nigga let it be
I rep for niggas pushing sevens
Holdin' hammers you worried about the beef
I’m worried about the cameras
Cash only, no reservations
Gotta lack of patience when we
Dealin' with the patients
24 carat gold, margaritas, that Versace
Power-moves, always get smooth
You couldn't stop me
Yo, I was turnin' Benjamins before
You heard the riches i was Big Percy pimpin’
With the curvy bitches
I was in the dirty picture, nigga
Dirty pissin’ mink coat
Furry mittens with the blurry wristses
That bitch hurry with the
Chicken, catch a flurry, slippin'
Luciano lifestyle flick with
The Persian kitten shook bit this nigga
Blonde bitch slurpin' dickin’
Dead man tell no tales, never heard a witness
Pistol from the hip make em’
Give it Hershey Kisses
Make that black hearse get driven
Givin' murder missions
Try your luck, baby, trigger finger
Nervous itchin’ double shots, no rocks
I let it burn the system
Yo, Kane train murder for hire, bitch
I should buy some ass
Hit a lick with buddy and left em’
I couldn’t divide the cash
My only baby mama D-M'in' me
To supply the ass
I leave a bitch on red like she outta’ gas
I leave the bitch on dead like a Duracell
Season up that chicken finger
Lickin’ if you cook it well
I just dropped a flocka
50 blocks and that crew Riverdale
Christmas '99
I got some soda and some fish scale mix yayo
Fuck jail, I don’t sit well
Strictly business
I keep a yellow bitch when it is dale
Packers playin' over the dope
It’s Saturn like intel
Bitch, your life don’t matter
Take that for Data, like Fizdale
From a Knick to a mothafuckin’ brick
Walter White done touch the hood
Now these creatures suckin’ dick
Niggas smokin’ on synthetic weed in
Case you got em’ sick
I’m addicted to this paper
I’m itchin’ to make a flip
Ay yo i’m the nigga that they call Spesh
I’m known for takin' over boulevards
'cause I charge less my prices far fetched
I put my own numbers on trees
Like I’m tryin' to find a lost pet
This a bridge you ain’t crossed yet
Gimme a broad address
I get 'em sent to her doorstep
I’m the one that your whore sweat
But your broad got more miles on
Her pussy than my Corvette
Had beef, some live, some die
Never been shot before, but some try
This how you separate the truth from the lies
Bums with guns from the ones that slung pies
Me? I could care less about your gun size
Niggas done died from shit small
As a thumb drive
One robbery we left a victim untied
He sat four years, corpse was sun dried
Spesh!