Freddie Gibbs

Freddie Gibbs - Tell A Friend feat. Curren$y lyrics

rate me

Yeah, shut up the East New York!

Shut! Plus I shut up!

I’ve been on my grind

With the dope prices so high

Put my brother through college, all this…

Told him while he was in class

I was smoking like in the blast dicks

My white girls in the burbs, she like to shoot up

Escaping the perfect like and… the way that she grew up

I thought that our only mission, no purpose getting that..

But in the pursuit of happiness…

Hard times.. jobs can’t pay my

Cash bills, life bills niggas about to take my

My life in the streets, over gold…

Police looking, but couldn’t get the bullets out here

I bet my dope in her apartment

Apartment get… her baby daddy… like to… shit

..gets sprayed like a…

I’m spitting on you graves cause my grandmamma prays…

Shout! Nigga!

Plus I, plus I’ve been…

Shut up!

Lord, forgive him!

He got ‘em dark forces in him

Front lawn got Porches parked in it

Own it ..this is the business that owns us

Lifers, loaners, rolling cons undercover

All the Rolling Stones, good morning

Talk up as soon as we wake up

Curb, check my low ride in

and I sprink my spokes up so I’m in a…

So far 50 Lexis on a…

Smashing on them cockroaches on the corner

..my hoe, and the big bitch looking mean

Caught that moment smoking up for pimp…

…telling me and gangsta… texts next week

Tell her man what the plans, bring a bag to the suit

I got a plan to get this cash homies, this nigga be sweet

Got a cam in my motor, they run niggas over

To get to that paper, I’m sure your friends didn’t tell you

La, la, la, la, la life

Check la la la la la la

No thanks for no paper, plus I

No thanks for no paper

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