《Freddie Gordy》歌词

[00:03:51] Yeah, for sure ni**a

[00:03:51] We came from nothing ni**a, from sh*t ni**a

[00:03:51] For real

[00:03:51] Dolo and the pour

[00:03:51] Got me tore up from the floor up

[00:03:51] Gang signs, gang handshakes every time a ni**a show up

[00:03:51] All the real niggas know us

[00:03:51] Back in '09 me and Lam we was looking for a way out

[00:03:51] But ain't nobody want to show us

[00:03:51] Riding round' selling blow, shotgun doors out his Volvo

[00:03:51] Must have sowed a whole O up

[00:03:51] And you stuck it out with me, I love you like a brother

[00:03:51] If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have a record deal or nothing

[00:03:51] I know you hate the fact that I'm so loyal to my street affiliation,

[00:03:51] but my niggas need a pack? I'm out here thuggin'

[00:03:51] Willie and Diego need a pack? I'm out here thuggin'

[00:03:51] My ni**a Butter hit me for a pack? I'm out here thuggin'

[00:03:51] And now the DEA they checking on me when I'm getting on a plane,

[00:03:51] double life it got me ducking under covers

[00:03:51] I just want to be legit man, sh*t man

[00:03:51] And every time I touch the d**e I say that "this gonna' be my last flip man"

[00:03:51] I got a shorty that's willing to sell it for me

[00:03:51] She my lover, my homie, the devil cursed me with a pimp hand

[00:03:51] I hope my daughter never lives this type of lifestyle

[00:03:51] Creeping under street lights as a night child

[00:03:51] My uncle still can't put the liquor or the pipe down

[00:03:51] Meanwhile I'm in this kitchen whipping up the while gal

[00:03:51] Plus I got addictions of my own, boy

[00:03:51] The pills into laced blunts got me gone, boy

[00:03:51] The Oxycontin & heavy syrup got me looking in the mirror saying, "Is you a d**e fiend or a d**e boy?"

[00:03:51] Smoking on some sh*t that I can't pass to a ni**a

[00:03:51] Eyes shiny than a b**ch, glass to a ni**a

[00:03:51] Down to kick in the door, .44 Mags to a ni**a

[00:03:51] Got some habits I pray that I never pass to a ni**a

[00:03:51] All about the dollar signs, f**k the sympathy

[00:03:51] And f**k police cause' they killing you and killing me

[00:03:51] Slanging and banging, my paper stay getting fatter so do black lives matter when you're about to kill your enemy?

[00:03:51] I need to know it, drop that paper boy don't be heroic

[00:03:51] You'll get a trip to see your Jesus if you're reaching for it

[00:03:51] A real solid street ni**a, never been extorted

[00:03:51] You p**sy niggas shouldn't be living, should have been aborted

[00:03:51] It's Freddie Kane, Freddie Corleone, Freddie Gordy

[00:03:51] Just left the studio and served a birdie for the 40

[00:03:51] I bet my niggas kill the witness if I get reported

[00:03:51] The sh*t I spit is so realistic shouldn't be recorded

[00:03:51] Dolo and the pour

[00:03:51] Got me tore up from the floor up

[00:03:51] Gang signs, gang handshakes every time a ni**a show up

[00:03:51] All the real niggas know us