Hailing from Gary, Indiana, a place whose murder and crime rates have ranked it several times at the top of the "Most Dangerous Cities" list, Freddie Gibbs is the true definition of a street survivor. Raised on Gary's east side, Gibbs lived the hard life firsthand in a run-down industrial community plagued with vice and ignored by the establishment. After playing at Ball State on a football scholarship, Gibbs was kicked out of college. Over the next few years he went through court-ordered boot camp, joined and got discharged from the military, and held down a series of 9 to 5 jobs without success. Feeling like the system had failed him, Gibbs turned to hustling; pimping and selling crack out of a local house. Inspired by rappers like UGK, The Geto Boys, and 2Pac, Gibbs started rhyming about his life and the issues facing urban youth in Gary and the countless other impoverished cities just like it. Gibbs is the first rapper signed to a major label from Gary.
The Steel City's most famous musical residents to date are the Jackson 5, whose name still adorns a marquee on a falling-apart theater in Gary's blighted downtown. His desire to rep the Midwest and his city led Gibbs to start recording mixtapes and pushing them online as well as the streets, where he quickly began garnering fans drawn to his original style, diverse flows, and deeply personal lyrics about his experience as a young black man growing up below the poverty line in a forgotten American city.
Freddie has worked with respected producers like Madlib, Red Spyda, Just Blaze, Buckwild, the Alchemist, Polow Da Don, and Collipark among many others. Gibbs cites Houston rap and Pac as his major influences, and it shows in his ability to alternate between chillingly tense street stories of violence and laid back comedic tales about women and weed. Ultimately Gibbs shows and proves with his rhymes, which demonstrate the promise of a legend in the making. His skills, wit, and street credibility establish Freddie Gibbs as a true artist. He's ready to represent for Gary, the Midwest, and anyone who relates to the struggle of inner city life. As Gibbs tells it: "My music is definitely on some gangsta shit. That's what I was raised on and what I witnessed. How can I speak on anything else?" "Become a fan now, or become one later."
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Freddie Gibbs Lyrics
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You know I pull up in a "What the fuck is that?"
You know when the doors don't go up
They just swing to the side a little bit
J hop up on top, fuck these bitches man, shit's crazy
Fargo...
New Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
Since I started pimping I don't sell no more
I got bitches down to 4-0-1 and 4-1-0
So I ain't got no time to sit and talk 'bout so and so
My whip color look like Rihanna
And all my bitches love designer
We flip diego like Quintana
That's why this new Givenchy coat look like I'm sellin' dope
I wake up to twist up that kush in the morning, throw on my rollie
Check my phone, I got a call from my homie, he need that OG
Gangsta G, I run a mob like I'm Tony, I sell that Tony
Just gave all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies
Trap my dope spot, my OG used to call me, bag up that doggie
She can't fuck I drop that bitch on the corner, yeah bitch I'm balling
Police hit your shit then bitch you don't know me, no we ain't homies
Just got all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies yeah
New Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
Since I started pimping I don't sell no more
I got bitches down to 4-0-1 and 4-1-0
So I ain't got no time to sit and talk 'bout so and so
My whip color look like Rihanna
And all my bitches love designer
We flip diego like Quintana
That's why this new Givenchy coat look like I'm sellin' dope
Riding in my Rental, got a Rover in my pocket though
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
Chopper on my lap I'm blowing gas, hit a Texaco
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
Just put all my bitches off in a foreign, them my lil whoadies
I just whipped that brick that bitch driving for me, that bitch my roadie
Police hit my shit the charge was baloney, bailed out that morning
Gangsta G, I run the mob like I'm Tony, now sell that Tony
Slap them ass on, got my hands on the kilo, I sell the nino
Straight casino, bitch I'm the Tarantino, chop up an eagle
I wake up and whip that dope in the morning, threw on my rollie
Just get all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies
Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
Sister pimping I don't sell them hoes
I got bitches down to 4-0-1 and 4-1-0
So I ain't got no time to sit and talk about so and so
My whip color looks like Rihanna
And all my bitches love designer
We flip diego like Quintana
That's why this new Givenchy coat look like I'm sellin' dope
Riding in my Rental got a Rover in my pocket though
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
Chopper on my lap I'm blowing gas, hit a Texaco
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
'Bout to take a trip to Mexico
To Mexico
Think they give a fuck what you're thinking
Fuck themselves
I'm god and bitch you're
just a peasant
I pull up in a "what the fuck is that?" car, one that doesn't have doors that go up, but rather just swing to the side a little bit. I don't care what people think about me, especially when it comes to the way I present myself or the way I live my life, because I'm living life on my terms. I'm not selling dope anymore because I'm making money from my pimping lifestyle instead. I have so many girls in so many different area codes that I don't have time to sit around and gossip about others. My whip looks like it's Rihanna because it's a flashy and expensive car, and all of my girls love designer clothes. We flip Diego like Quintana, meaning we are making a lot of money and living the high life, which is why my new Givenchy coat looks like I'm selling dope.
I wake up in the morning and light up some weed while wearing my fancy Rolex watch. My homie calls me asking for some OG, and I'm always happy to help out. I'm like Tony from The Sopranos, running my own mob and selling my product with pride. My little homies have Glock-9s and 40s to keep them safe while they work on the streets, and they're all like family to me. My OG used to call me to tell me to bag up the doggie, so I would trap out of my house. If a girl can't perform, I drop her off on the corner because I'm living a lavish lifestyle and I don't have time for anyone who can't keep up. The police might hit my house or my car, but they won't find anything because they don't know me like that. We're making so much money flipping that Diego, and that's why my Givenchy coat looks like I'm still selling dope.
I'm riding around in a rental car with a Rover in my pocket, which means I'm carrying a lot of cash. I'm about to go to Mexico with $150,000 cash in my possession. I've got a chopper in my lap while I'm driving and smoking gas, and I'm about to fill up at Texaco. I've put all of my girls in a foreign car because they're all like family to me, and I would do anything for them. I just whipped up a brick of dope and a girl is driving it for me because she's like a roadie for me. If the police hit me with charges, I bail out the next morning because I have money like that. I'm a gangsta G, running my own mob while selling my product to make money. I slap them with my hands on the kilo and I sell nino. I'm like Tarantino because I'm living a straight casino lifestyle. I wake up in the morning and whip up some dope, and get all of my little homies their guns for safety. That's why my Givenchy coat looks like I'm still selling dope, because I'm still living the high life.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, nigga
Greeting or acknowledgement of the listener.
You know I pull up in a "What the fuck is that?"
I drive an exotic or unique car that may turn people's heads.
You know when the doors don't go up
My car does not have vertical or scissor doors.
They just swing to the side a little bit
But rather my car has doors that swing to the side when opened.
J hop up on top, fuck these bitches man, shit's crazy
I quickly jump or climb on top of my car to impress others and don't give attention to women or distractions.
Fargo...
Tag or catchphrase used by the artist.
New Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
My new Givenchy coat makes me stand out and appear successful, as if I'm making a lot of money selling drugs.
Since I started pimping I don't sell no more
Since I became a pimp, I no longer sell drugs as my main source of income.
I got bitches down to 4-0-1 and 4-1-0
I have girls working for me in different area codes, including the 401 and 410.
So I ain't got no time to sit and talk 'bout so and so
I'm too busy with my business to gossip or talk about other people.
My whip color look like Rihanna
My car's color resembles that of Rihanna's hair or appearance.
And all my bitches love designer
All the women working for me love expensive or high-end clothing brands.
We flip diego like Quintana
We sell cocaine, nicknamed Diego, and distribute it like a rapper named Quintana.
That's why this new Givenchy coat look like I'm sellin' dope
The way I dress makes it look like I'm involved in the drug business and selling cocaine.
I wake up to twist up that kush in the morning, throw on my rollie
I wake up and immediately start to smoke marijuana while putting on my expensive Rolex watch.
Check my phone, I got a call from my homie, he need that OG
I get a call from a friend who needs a specific type of marijuana strain named OG Kush.
Gangsta G, I run a mob like I'm Tony, I sell that Tony
I am a gangsta or criminal boss like Tony Soprano and I sell cocaine.
Just gave all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies
I recently gave firearms to my young associates known as my little homies or whoadies.
Trap my dope spot, my OG used to call me, bag up that doggie
I protect and secure my drug spot while also preparing or packaging cocaine as instructed by my OG or original gangsta mentor.
She can't fuck I drop that bitch on the corner, yeah bitch I'm balling
I don't sleep with the women working for me and instead drop them off on the corner, as a way of showing my wealth or success.
Police hit your shit then bitch you don't know me, no we ain't homies
If the police search your belongings or property and find drugs or weapons, you should not associate me with those things as we are not close acquaintances.
Just got all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies yeah
I recently provided firearms to my young associates or whoadies.
Riding in my Rental, got a Rover in my pocket though
I'm driving a rental car but also have a Land Rover at my disposal.
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
I have $150,000 in cash and am planning to travel to Mexico, likely for drug-related reasons.
Chopper on my lap I'm blowing gas, hit a Texaco
I have a firearm on my lap and am smoking marijuana while stopping at a Texaco gas station.
Just put all my bitches off in a foreign, them my lil whoadies
I just dropped off my women at a foreign or luxury car.
I just whipped that brick that bitch driving for me, that bitch my roadie
I recently transported cocaine, also referred to as a brick, with a woman driving for me or my roadie.
Police hit my shit the charge was baloney, bailed out that morning
The police searched my belongings or property but their charges or accusations were untrue and I was released on bail that same morning.
Slap them ass on, got my hands on the kilo, I sell the nino
I make money selling cocaine, also known as a kilo, and making a physical gesture to emphasize that point.
Straight casino, bitch I'm the Tarantino, chop up an eagle
I run my operation like a casino and consider myself a successful or dominant figure like filmmaker Quentin Tarantino, while also preparing cocaine.
Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
My Givenchy coat makes me look like I'm involved in selling drugs.
Sister pimping I don't sell them hoes
I am currently involved in pimping women and no longer sell drugs.
I got bitches down to 4-0-1 and 4-1-0
I have women working for me in area codes 401 and 410.
So I ain't got no time to sit and talk about so and so
I am too busy with my business to gossip or discuss other people.
My whip color looks like Rihanna
My car's color resembles that of Rihanna's hair or appearance.
And all my bitches love designer
All the women working for me love expensive or high-end clothing brands.
We flip diego like Quintana
We sell cocaine, nicknamed Diego, and distribute it like a rapper named Quintana.
That's why this new Givenchy coat look like I'm sellin' dope
The way I dress makes it look like I'm involved in the drug business and selling cocaine.
Riding in my Rental got a Rover in my pocket though
I'm driving a rental car but also have a Land Rover at my disposal.
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
I have $150,000 in cash and am planning to travel to Mexico, likely for drug-related reasons.
Chopper on my lap I'm blowing gas, hit a Texaco
I have a firearm on my lap and am smoking marijuana while stopping at a Texaco gas station.
'Bout to take a trip to Mexico
I'm about to travel to Mexico either for business or pleasure.
Contributed by Aria M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.