Tag: Freddie Kane


Freddie Gibbs – The Wave Lyrics




(Intro)
Water, Water
Bitch, Nigga rich like water
Black like water

(Verse 1)
Bitch
Straight to the tippie top
Boy don’t show up with less than a fifty knot
Hit your home and picture the drippie drop
[?] fifties and Chevys and lifted [?]
Took the seats out the SS I ripped it out
Put my shit on Xzibit and pimped it out
Turn your bitch to a gymnast she flippin’ out
Freddie Kane, neck and wrist got that drippy drop

(Verse 2)
Water, Water
Nigga took a zip up about to drop it in the water
[?] I can feel a nigga [?]
And my youngest [?] when I get a [?]
Wrapping up and packing up southern California
Selling a pack of girl scout cookies out the [?]
Just a little black boy with the white yola
Used to get the black tar boy from the border
And I got it from the border
Cross behind gate with no neighbors nigga
So that [?] pull my lady on [?] nigga
Government thought the case was gonna break a nigga
Cut the homies off I cannot save a nigga
Wait on tables but I’m not a waiter nigga
Hit my bitch and got [?] with paper nigga
[?] can cope with the laser nigga
Cut the homies off I cannot save a nigga

(Chorus)
Fuck these niggas [?] ride a wave
Fuck these hoes [?] ride a wave
[?]
Eight figures deep on [?] that’s the way
(x2)

(Verse 3)
Straight to the tippie top
Pop the trunk hop out the the fifty knot
Used to leave momma house with a fifty count
Fifty rocks in my sock that they feel me now
Don’t do hoes at my show no you better not
Put a bitch on a flight I can send them out
[?] in my necklace I’m [?] out
Niggas leasing the jewelry they rented out
I [?] now
Seen the [?]
Keep the eight fifty stack I just [?] it out
[?] I’m [?]
Share my OG [?]
Said [?]
Can’t go back to cocaine on that razor nigga
Cut the homies off I cannot save a nigga

(Chorus)
Fuck these niggas [?] ride a wave
Fuck these hoes [?] ride a wave
[?]
Eight figures deep on [?] that’s the way
(x2)




Freddie Gibbs – Alexys (You Only Live 2Wice Album)




[Intro]
Kane, Nigga
On the blade
I think, I think niggas forgot who you know who gave who gave these niggas this flow you know what I’m saying?
Baby Scarface

[Verse 1]
I first taste cocaine in 10th grade
Homie at the table chopping Rick James
Sent the package off from Texas it’s been six days
Keep sweating like a pig until that bitch came
Nigga had to keep a job living off in my momma’s spot
Fuck it I’ma bust a fucking jugg I’m a juggernaut
Choppers on chop it off in that water we was cooking in Yah
Loud packs and molly powder all these niggas pushing out
Feds looking because I peddled pain to these poor folks
The realest niggas that I know ain’t never sold dope
The hardest nigga that I know ain’t never served time
Soon as I got me thirty thousand I hit the burner
And I brought that dog back to the set nigga you know me for that
Shout out to my niggas from D.C. with them scorpion backs
Keep this strictly business you can’t mix up your homie with that
One day you might have to clap a nigga no glory in that
Feel like I’m outgrowing all my friends, niggas thinking small
Gon’ have to write them all a check, just to get shit resolved
Turn right back around and write them another one when they trick it off
Get successful and watch how quickly niggas get in their feelings dog
Get successful and watch how you immediately become their competition
Niggas worse than a side bitch, they can’t quite stay in a position
Don’t know what niggas crave more, money or a-fuckin-ttention
And these the niggas I’m cool with
My enemies I have yet to mention

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga Shermie caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Felt so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them

[Verse 2]
Names I be calling her nigga I know you be dogging her
What kind of man is you that your hood, niece and yo daughter nem
I’m posted at the stove with that yola, that soda lockin’ in
Ving Rhames guns, butter niggas get margarine
Pussy niggas can’t play they part we dearly departed them
Quick like OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge and ’em
I rap but I keep weight
And I know the streets take
Niggas out the game my baby momma told me be safe
Turned around and said fuck safe I stay dangerous
In the set with Sodi no chopper my chain dangling
In the set with deuce I be blood and we gang ganging ’em
My nigga Corleone and Diego they smash craniums
Living life on high speed nigga that’s just the lane we in
About to cop a Porsche from that the packet that Freddie Kane gettin’

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga Shermie caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Felt so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them


Freddie Gibbs – Alexys Lyrics


[Intro]
Kane, Nigga
On the blade
I think, I think niggas forgot who you know who gave who gave these niggas this flow you know what I’m saying?
Baby Scarface

[Verse 1]
I first taste cocaine in 10th grade Yah
Homie at the table chopping Rick James
Sent the package off from Texas it’s been six days
Keep sweating like a pig until that bitch came
Nigga had to keep a job living off in my momma’s spot
Fuck it Imma bust a fucking jugg I’m a juggernaut
Choppers on chop it off in that water we was cooking in Yah
Loud packs and molly powder all these niggas pushing out
Feds looking because I peddled pain to these poor folks
The realest niggas that I know ain’t never sold dope Yah .
The hardest nigga that I know ain’t never served time
Soon as I got me thirty thousand I hit the burner Woo
And I brought that dog back to the set nigga you know me for that
Shout out to my niggas from D.C. with them scorpion backs
Keep this strictly business you can’t mix up your homie with that
One day you might have to clap a nigga no glory in that
Feel like I’m outgrowing all my friends, niggas thinking small Yah
Gon’ have to write them all a check, just to get shit resolved Yah
Turn right back around and write them another one when they trick it off Yah
Get successful and watch how quickly niggas get in their feelings dog Bitch
Get successful and watch how you immediately become their competition
Niggas worse than a side bitch, they can’t quite stay in a position
Don’t know what niggas crave more, money or a-fuckin-ttention
And these the niggas I’m cool with
My enemies I have yet to mention Fuck ’em

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day Yah
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga Shermie caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Felt so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Woo
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them

[Verse 2]
Names I be calling her nigga I know you be dogging her
What kind of man is you that your hood, niece and yo daughter nem. Yah
I’m posted at the stove with that yola, that soda lockin’ in Woo
Ving Rhames guns, butter niggas get margarine Yah
Pussy niggas can’t play they part we dearly departed them
Crip like OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge and ’em
I rap but I keep weight
And I know the streets take
Niggas out the game my baby momma told me be safe Why
Turned around and said fuck safe I stay dangerous Yah
In the set with Sodi no chopper my chain dangling Word Up
In the set with deuce I be blood and we gang ganging ’em
My nigga Corleone and Diego they smash craniums Yah
Living life on high speed nigga that’s just the lane we in
About to cop a Porsche from that the packet that Freddie Kane gettin’

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day Yah
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga Shermie caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Felt so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Woo
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them


Freddie Gibbs – Alexys


[Intro]
Kane, Nigga
On the blade
I think, I think niggas forgot who you know who gave who gave these niggas this flow you know what I’m saying?
Baby Scarface

[Verse 1]
I first taste cocaine in 10th grade Yah
Homie at the table chopping Rick James
Sent the package off from Texas its been six days
Keep sweating like a pig until that bitch came
Nigga had to keep a job living off in my momma’s spot
Fuck it Imma bust a fucking jugg I’m a juggernaut
Choppers on chop it off in that water we was cooking in Yah
Loud packs and molly powder all these niggas pushing out
Feds looking because I peddled pain to these poor folks
The realest nigga that I know ain’t never sold dope Yah
The hardest nigga that I know ain’t never served time
Soon as I got me thirty thousand I hit the burner Woo
And I brought that dog back to the set nigga you know me for that
Shout out to my niggas from D.C. with them scorpion backs
Keep this strictly business you can’t mix up your homie with that
One day you might have to clap a nigga no glory in that
Feel like I’m outgrowing all my friends, niggas thinking small Yah
Gon’ have to write them all a check, just to get shit was all Yah
Turn right back around and write them another one when they trick it off Yah
Get successful and watch how quickly niggas get in their feelings dog Bitch
Get successful and watch how you immediately become their competition
Niggas worse than a side bitch, they can’t quite stay in a position
Don’t know what niggas crave more, money or a-fuckin-ttention
And these the niggas I’m cool with
My enemies I have yet to mention Fuck ’em

[Chrous]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day Yah
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga [?] caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Feel so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Woo
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them

[Verse 2]
Names I be calling her nigga I know you be dogging her
What kind of man is you that your hood [?] Yah
I’m postal [?] Woo
Ving Rhames guns, butter niggas get margarine Yah
Pussy niggas can’t play they part we dearly departed them
Crip like OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge and ’em
I rap but I keep weight
And I know the streets take
Niggas out the game my baby momma told me be safe Why
Turned around and said fuck safe I stay dangerous Yah
In the set with [?] no chopper my chain dangling Word Up
In the set with deuce I be blood and we gang ganging ’em
My nigga Corleone and Diego they smash craniums Yah
Living life on high speed nigga that’s just the lane we in
About to cop a Porsche from that the packs that Freddie Kane get in

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day Yah
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Feel so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Woo
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them


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)


The Avalanches – Bad Day (feat. Freddie Gibbs)


[Intro: Shuggie Otis + Freddie Gibbs]
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Yeah, yeah
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Yeah, uh, yeah
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
I wanna thank the young Freddie Kane, man
Freddie Kane

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Life without fear
Puttin’ five karats in my baby girl’s ear
Used to put the cars in my baby mama’s name
4 A.M. for breakfast we was cookin’ cocaine, now it’s lunches
Brunches, interviews by the fuckin’ pool
No security, I’m solo with my fuckin’ tool
Niggas tweetin’ ’bout a murder, bust a fuckin’ move
If we comin’ through, we leave their bodies on the fuckin’ news
Channel 7, Channel 2, Channel 5, nigga
Hit me up, I bet my homies down to ride, nigga
And it’s just how this shit go where I reside, nigga
Welfare, food stamps, how we survive, nigga
Yeah, I guess it’s hard for me to shake this
Automatic, bad habit, help me break this
Rollin’ through, my shooters war up and face shit
Crack rock, straight base, ain’t shit to play with, yeah, nigga
Uh, yeah
Crack rock, straight base, ain’t shit to play with, yeah, nigga

[Verse 2]
And it feels like I’m not really gettin’ through
And it feels like I’m not really gettin’ through
And it feels like I’m not really gettin’ through
Yo what’s up?

[Outro: Stevie Wonder]
For once I can touch what my heart used to dream of
Long before I knew
Someone warm like you
I never dreamt of making my dreams come true
I never dreamt of making my dreams come true


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