Freddie Gibbs

Freddie Gibbs - BFK lyrics

rate me

[Hook x2]

East side niggas stick by it

West side niggas stick by it

North side niggas stick by it

South side niggas stick by it by it

All niggas stick by it

Take a nigga life gon' doubt it

Turked in the nigga still crowded

911 is a joke don't dial it

We ain't really triple when our money stick by it

When they come they stole them motherfuckers get valid

I just wanna crib and a coupe low Mali

Gon' on sudo with the yellow von styles

So high and niggas wanna know why I ride

With semi automatic by my side

'Cause I got niggas coming at my head

But I wanted me to stop my breath

A motherfucker wanna stroke my goal

I hit him twice with the back .44

The witness in this courtroom don't show

And what a nigga don't know bow glow

Drove hoes in the dove game end

On the front page magazine no lame

In the street don't wind up with the nigga too gangsta

Probably never heard on your radio station

Way too dub for this motherfucker rap

Rap way better than your neighbourhood tramp

Bend way down on the upper bitch

Tryina fucking my bitch got my nigga smashed right out

Open the kitchen gotta get it stretching and wipping

Hope some nigga will slippin' we can hit it if you with it

And I shippin' the liver I ain't took a trip in a minute

Now I'm in the position I can give it to my lieutenant

Need a motherfucker rob and a nigga for the job

Peace to the slam and the far trade mob

You know about the life in the mass in Gary,Indiana where niggas get in casket

How you love that

[Hook x2]

East side niggas stick by it

West side niggas stick by it

North side niggas stick by it

South side niggas stick by it by it

I ain't got time for these bitches

Ain't got a dime for these bitches

Breaking it down with 3 bitches

Duffle stuff with 3/16

He under the pillow I sleep with my miss

And I'm having dreams bigger than 6 digits

Niggas while I rest possess the whip kicks

Even though you addicted hit the next shipment

So high and niggas wanna know why I ride

With semi automatic by my side

I need a nigga that's for sure go for bust

And really I'm the only nigga I trust

And really I'm the only nigga that cold

New shoes ,cadillac , o 4's

Shine for the dimes in the ratholes

Make a pact ,write a rap ,crack sold

And my trump lead cracks in the bay

Chevy only carry heavy weight gon' save

There's another victim of the game can you blame

And he stay beg in the lane nigga fail

And most you niggas in the rap game big blowers

But at the end of the day they don't get shit for it

Well me and mine gotta eat so I'm beating up the street

In the time and I got to hit the lick force

Enter the garden tryin' to rob the godfather

And if you scared of catching the murder than why bother

I'm pilling off enough puss of hot water

Niggas blow me off and it made me grind harder

Peace to the east nigga peace to the cheese

Got this love for the judge but the hate for police

And a book full of sand that I read when I sleep

Then I wake up and I'm put them on a beat

How you love that

[Hook x4]

East side niggas stick by it

West side niggas stick by it

North side niggas stick by it

South side niggas stick by it by it

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