Yeah Ugh, yeah Oh, it’s time to set the record straight homie Freddie Gibbs, best rapper from the G Yeah, aight, matter fact best rapper in the state man Get ya weight up DJ Roc, time to show ’em where I’m from baby
Yo, I’m from the 219 where bitch ass niggas get faded fast But I’m like a Ford truck, I’m built to last Built to blast, leavin’ ya block scared of me I’m playin’ doctor, givin’ niggas Glock therapy Head of the class, I’m educated to get dough Niggas is slow like bruh man from the fifth floor Guard ya grill, you don’t really want the war for real I make niggas break fast like a mornin’ meal What the deal? If you ready for Freddie let’s get it crackalatin’ Shots to ya spine leave you dyin’, now ya back is achin’ And now you paralyzed from the waist down From the neck down, we got K’s so put ya tech down Hey, Freddie’s the young black Caesar If ya credit right then discover me, I’m like Jesus Freestylin’, you can’t walk the way I talk You can’t talk the way I walk, niggas, ugh, get sparked
Ugh, Freddie Gibbs Off the dome ladies and gentlemen Nigga, my album this is my hustle comin’ soon, yeah DJ Roc, yes