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Freddie Gibbs & Madlib – Bomb (Official) – Piñata

Album: Piñata aka Cocaine Piñata

RAPS: FREDDIE GIBBS
BEATS: MADLIB

Freddie Gibbs & Madlib – Pinata


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  1. Slammin', drugs got me wakin' up in cold sweats
    Sometimes I'm slightly off my rocker, but I'm on deck
    Got 2 and a baby off my bitches student loan check
    She hit my line to get that girl, I call it phone sex
    Robbing like my problems ain't gon catch up to me later
    Bitch I'm mobbing like OG Bobby Johnson, split your potato
    At the table cooking, shaving and touching base with them basers
    Bet they try to make a play for the yayo as soon as they taste it
    The evasive black American gangster, sinister corner hugger
    Cuz seeing this nigga shine been annoying me like a muthafucka
    This busta owe me, now he act like he don't know me
    Forty fo' my closest homie, kill cockaroaches like Tony
    Got Montana money, Newport 100 dipped in fluid
    Yo I had to smoke it, pupils dilated like silver dollars
    Now we loc'ing, call it devilish how I do bitch
    Fuck these niggas talking, I leave they thoughts on my shoestrings

    [Interlude: Freddie Gibbs]
    What? Uh, yeah
    For sure

    [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
    Rolling, pockets all swollen
    Set the record straight, that FNH is what I'm holding
    A busta that we know got 15 'bows, bust it open
    We came bandana'd up, divide it up, now what's the quotient?
    A split with 4 niggas, since I'm a go getter
    I think these suckers pussy, I'ma merk the whole litter
    Told my girl to leave as soon as I hung up the phone with her
    Man, I heard you rob the robbers, look Freddie a cold nigga
    Got an ice maker for a heart
    Made nigga from the start
    Life is like a movie, all I did was play my fuckin' part
    Cheffing up the crack, the heroin, and weed a la carte
    I call it Fast Freddie's, I should own a fuckin' restaurant
    'Cause back when I was 12, threw some bales on a scale and I got a pager
    We broke them down and started selling nickels to the neighbors
    Eventually the penitentiary gon' see me later
    Kiss my momma, told her if I die, then it was part of nature
    What?

    [Verse 3: Raekwon]
    28 days later we all getting fresh
    Got the heart to die for something, flesh to flesh
    The Lambo, got her outside, it's a stretch
    My bitch half Mexican/Afghan, I'm blessed
    From living tough times with rough lemons
    A gorgeous watch, my team on a dreadful level, yo
    Yeah, we still getting money right
    Long as the sun come out, I'll hold these twenties tight
    Getting fresh, just cooling, my bitch on my dick
    Ba-boom yo, you live with your moms, just get a grip
    Clip in my pocket, my rocket
    I think of the Dips, I need Juelz and Jims, with rough licks
    Trips to Africa, shorty tear Saks up
    I'm out in Bombay, rebels here actin' up
    We real, all G, 75-hundred of us
    Up in the Sprinter bus, fussin' "We need more heat"

  2. When i first heard Freddie I was like Ghostface or Rae need to do a track wit him and here we go, fucking dopest song and dopest beat on this album(only my opinion)

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