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d.o.a. - freddie gibbs lyrics

[hook 1: freddie gibbs]
i’m a real-made n-gg-
certified grave digga
d.o.a., it’s how i play
i let the f-cking things h-t ya
i’m a street-paid n-gg-
tryna catch a fade with ya
d.o.a., it’s how i play
i let the f-cking things h-t ya, b-tch

[pre-hook x4: freddie gibbs]
i f-ck with gangsters
man, all my n-gg-s make the papers

[verse 1: freddie gibbs]
i f-ck with gangsters
man, all my n-gg-s make the papers
them boys is stinking
east side g.i., we don’t serve no strangers
my b-tch is stinking
my junkies say they need that wake up
my kitchen stinking
it’s a straight bake sale when i cook that cake up
mobbing–ss n-gg-, f-ck a project–ss n-gg-
serve the pack, man, call the trashman for these garbage–ss n-gg-s
say these motherf-ckers scared to rob a robbing–ss n-gg-
send you back to your connect, you short a lot of bands, n-gg-
gangsta gibbs, baby greasier than weezy at the all-star
way too often, jeezy, he wasn’t even in my ballpark
swing straight for the fence and drop my nuts down on the plate
i made your favorite rapper want to put a price up on my face
it’s gangsta gibbs

[pre-hook x4: freddie gibbs]

[hook 2: freddie gibbs]
real-made n-gg-
certified grave digga
d.o.a., it’s how i play
i let the f-cking things h-t ya
i’m a real-made n-gg-
certified grave digga
d.o.a., it’s how i play
i let the f-cking things h-t ya, b-tch

[verse 2: g-wiz]
d.o.a., get it how i live it when i let that four go
naptown n-gg-, done made it, emerging fresh out the dope smoke
all my n-gg-s hustlers and killers, green light we all go
send ’em all to they makers and close casket they funerals
no smiling, came up out a dirty alley with the thugs
banging tecs and repping sets, young connoisseurs with them drugs
pack the baggage, flip the cabbage, keep it slamming every day
how the f-ck n-gg-s talking bout r.i.p. when boy you ’bout to
d.o.a. yourself

[verse 3: big kill]
bang bang bang, gang bang is all i f-cking know
blazing rocks with killers and some motherf-cking cutthroats
and i know colombians that bring it by the f-cking boat
clap they -ss, put they -ss face down on the f-cking floor
hit a couple corners and n-gg- know i got the blow
hit a couple corners now and n-gg- know i got the store
riding down grant boulevard, pulling out the four
on my way to ham block, figure cause i’m on dope
kill

[pre-hook x4: freddie gibbs]

[hook 2: freddie gibbs]

- freddie gibbs lyrics

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