Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
You can take it how you wanna take it homie
Yea you hear the record spinnin’
So you know I’m gettin’ money
Got a spot, can’t another n**** come and take it from me
Now you wanna sideline, f***** up, lookin’ funny
And I’m flossin’ in the 68′ oldsmols
Subtract another booty, blowin’ fruity with yo’ hoes
You wanna be like me but you making that no flow
I got some dealers that’ll hit you up for that rose gold
I’m fresh up outta Indiana n****
Gary to be exact
Got my ticket with this rappin’ through Gary up on my back
I’m in business with them n**** that keep a clip in the gat
Knees on the lac
Catch you in the kitchen whippin the crack
Im a come up on some swishas and twist up anotha sack
Got your girl leavin wit her, she wonderin’ where she at
What she said up in the Jag, if she let a n**** stab
But if not I put that b**** in the cab
I’ll see ya later babe
[Hook: Freddie Gibbs]
All my thug a** n****, what it be like
All my down a** hoes, what it be like
No I don’t f*** around ho, what it be like
You know I bust down ho, what it be like
All my East coast n****, what it be like
All my West coast n****, what it be like
All my dirty South n****, what it be like
All my Midwest n****, what it be like
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Verse 2
Say n**** what it be like
Wanna go to war with me you better get your G’s right
I’m a bout to show ’em what these G.I. streets like
Broad day to midnight
Better keep your heat tight
Two eleven 1-8-7 semi-automatic weapon
Make a n**** get to steppin’
I don’t care what set he reppin’
Bustin’ in my own discretion
Bout to teach that a** a lesson
I be getting threatened by these lame brain n*****
But I never sweat ’em
Real n***** show me love in the hood
I ain’t never got problems cause I got plugs in the hood
You might see me politickin’ with them thugs in the hood
That’s the type of s*** I does in the hood
Middle-finger to you b**** a** n*****
Dog a** hoes
Y’all can keep on hatin’ and thinkin’ we gettin dough
The G’s at my show
They rush the front row
Throw they sets in the air
Let a m********* know
[Hook: Freddie Gibbs]
All my Vice Lord n****, what it be like
All my G.D. n****, what it be like
All my Black Stone n****, what it be like
All my Renegade n****, what it be like
All my Latin King n****, what it be like
All my Crip gang n****, what it C like
All my Blood gang n****, what it B like
We all the same gang n****, what it be like