Freddie Gibbs – No Prblms (Freestyle)

Freddie Gibbs – No Prblms (Freestyle)

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We been out to ride with that four-five
Yeah
You know the east side gon’ ride
Yeah

[Refrain 1]
Rap nigga you a goddamn lie Goddamn
Fuck a booth I’m in the kitchen, I’ll whip another goddamn pie
Goddamn pie
Hit a freaky Puerto Rican bitch and got her in a goddamn ride
And she got so goddamn high
I’m usually cold on these mufuckin’ hoes but that pussy so goddamn fire ah

Niggas got problem?
I got a .45 revolver that will motherfuckin solve them
Niggas think that they on about the motherfuckin album
Kill them all did everything to put the nail up in the coffin
Call me Freddie Gretzky ice hockey on the watch
Fuck the DEA I know the motherfuckers watchin
Get it off the boat I’m about to chop it and rock it
Time to cut the bitches off and cut my motherfuckin losses

Why you do why you do that?
I can’t explain it that fake shit you know it ain’t me
Baby mama said that I ain’t got no fucking time and that’s the Consequence of fucking with a motherfucking G
But I ain’t did shit but be the real thing
And she know I’m the real and that will never change
You’re fucking with a thug that’s deep up in the game
I don’t do nine to five I just work that cocaine
Thats why they call me cocaine Kane

I got real good numbers on the bricks I ain’t worried about shit About shit
I used to sell it out the building now I ain’t worried about shit
I ain’t worried about shit
(x2)

So I got me a new thing
I’m rollin’ hard, what you think?
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank
(x2)

Goddamn shame Yah
All the rap shit popped underground when I goddamn came Yah
Treat a nigga like a baby boomer
Respect on my goddamn name
Niggas so goddamn lame
I jumped into this shit for the motherfuckin chips
Give a shit about the goddamn fame Ah

[Verse 1]
Niggas got problems
I got an AK47 that’ll motherfucking solve ’em
Niggas think they ballin I’ve been on it since a youngin
I was up at five in the morning on the corners knocking
Call me Freddie Gretzky ice hockey on the watch
Fuck the DEA I know the motherfuckers watchin
Get it off the boat I’m about to chop it and rock it
Time to cut the bitches off and cut my motherfuckin losses

Why you do why do you that?
I can’t explain it that rape shit you know it ain’t me
Hoes lock me up try to take all my paper
But I beat the charge I’m a motherfuckin G
And I ain’t did shit but be the real thing
And they know i’m the real and that will never change
You’re fucking with a thug that’s deep up in the game
I don’t do nine to five I just work that cocaine
Took that dirt off my name name
I got a 600 dollar an hour lawyer I ain’t worried about shit
They found a nigga not guilty now I ain’t worried about shit
I got a 600 dollar an hour lawyer I ain’t worried about shit About shit
Freddie Kane not guilty
Naw I ain’t worried about shit

So i got me a new thing I’m rollin’ hard, what you think?
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank
So i got me a new thing I’m rollin’ hard, what you think?
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank Folding that bank

Whipping out the 5 with that 45
Vice Lord bought it east side gonna ride
Dripping gold nigga wrist is like a gold mine
Probably got 100 years on my phone line
I’m in the kitchen where the cookers and the G’s kick it
And cooking meals where we chopping up a meal ticket
I’m at the table baggin yayo sitting with the semi
I got Diego in the living room with the .50
I send Diego on them bitches hit em with the .50
He about to hit some niggas, fuck it I’m gonna hit ’em with him
I put the kilos on your head I ain’t bullshitting
Summertime drop heads I ain’t bullshitting
Fucking with a vet I ain’t no motherfucking rookie nigga
Bitches hit me with the fake charge had to cook a nigga
Lawyers on retainer, bail a million dollars booking nigga
Devil tried to take my fucking life
You know I shook it nigga

So I got me a new thing
I’m rollin’ hard, what you think?
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank
So I got me a new thing
I’m rollin’ hard, what you think? Yah
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank
Folding that bank

We gonna have to ride with the .45
Ride with the .45
We gonna have to ride with the .45
Ride with the .45 (x3)

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