
Deep Freddie Gibbs & Madlib
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[Produced by Madlib]
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Alright now
Baby times is hard so I'ma change my hustle to hard white now
And couple of my customers chose with they nose
That I suppose they wanna light up the pipe now
Sellin' straight dope out the ride
Speedin' past the police wouldn't advise
Got a hard pack of that Star Trek
To make a bitch beam up to the enterprise
And you a Captain Kirk, trading ass for work
Let a bitch sniff your pack, you got burnt
Still owe me $2300 for that twerk
Finna post up at your place so don't worry
Nigga don't snitch, don't tell
Rap niggas, they recite that so well
Be the same mothafucka that done ratted out his homie
He ain't even got no money for his own bail
[Interlude]
Let's go
(Deep inside the ghetto)
Where I be
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Fuck with a nigga
Yellin' I be fucking with them felons
If you buying or selling you can find me
In the hood with hot goods, we got those
Nigga I just stole these rims, watch the potholes
All laws and street codes, y'all forgot those
Homie, I done been on the block since a snot-nose
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Alright now
Baby times is hard so I'ma change my hustle to hard white now
And couple of my customers chose with they nose
That I suppose they wanna light up the pipe now
Sellin' straight dope out the ride
Speedin' past the police wouldn't advise
Got a hard pack of that Star Trek
To make a bitch beam up to the enterprise
And you a Captain Kirk, trading ass for work
Let a bitch sniff your pack, you got burnt
Still owe me $2300 for that twerk
Finna post up at your place so don't worry
Nigga don't snitch, don't tell
Rap niggas, they recite that so well
Be the same mothafucka that done ratted out his homie
He ain't even got no money for his own bail
[Interlude]
Let's go
(Deep inside the ghetto)
Where I be
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Fuck with a nigga
Yellin' I be fucking with them felons
If you buying or selling you can find me
In the hood with hot goods, we got those
Nigga I just stole these rims, watch the potholes
All laws and street codes, y'all forgot those
Homie, I done been on the block since a snot-nose
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