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Freddie Gibbs
Freddie Tipton (born June 14, 1982 in Gary, Indiana), better known as Freddie Gibbs, is an American rapper best known for being one of XXL Magazine's ten Freshmen of 2010. He was previously signed to Interscope Records before being let go from his deal without an official record being released. He has released five mixtapes since his first in 2005 including Live From Gary, Indiana, Big Bizness, The Miseducation of Freddie Gibbs, midwestgangstaboxframecadillacmuzik and Str8 Killa No Filla. Read Full BioFreddie Tipton (born June 14, 1982 in Gary, Indiana), better known as Freddie Gibbs, is an American rapper best known for being one of XXL Magazine's ten Freshmen of 2010. He was previously signed to Interscope Records before being let go from his deal without an official record being released. He has released five mixtapes since his first in 2005 including Live From Gary, Indiana, Big Bizness, The Miseducation of Freddie Gibbs, midwestgangstaboxframecadillacmuzik and Str8 Killa No Filla. The Str8 Killa EP was released 3rd August. His debut LP Baby-Faced Killa and The Devil's Palace, a collaborative project with The Alchemist, were both released in 2012. He then would go on to release Cold Day in Hell in 2012, and ESGN in 2013. In 2014, Gibbs released Pinata, a collaborative album with producer Madlib, and The Tonite Show, another collaborative album with The World's Freshest. Gibbs newest album Shadow of a Doubt is planned to best released on November 20th via ESGN / EMPIRE.
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."
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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High
by Freddie Gibbs
You like my
You like my
You like my
Morning, my light, my love, my heart, my soul
The only one I relate to
You've been looking for some one on one time
So let me pick you up and Ima take you on a date boo
Everything I want and need
Am I in love? oh yes indeed
Only woman that I ever met in my life that had me tricking off all my extra cheese
Been in jail and I bled for you
You know the typical things that Fred'll do
And you remember back in the days
When I was 17, momma caught me laying in the bed with you
Ima open up doors for you, diss all my hoes for you
You put me in my own world, make a niggas toe curl, like a real girl supposed to do
Plus I must admit I get sad when you away
I just can't live this life without you, I can't get through my day
One summer we had to break up cause you couldn't deal with the heat
Everybody in the hood wanna say that you a stone cold freak
They hit it last week, but I don't listen to a peep
Uh... this might sound like I'm simping
Y'all might just say I'm tripping
But you know a player gotta maintain
I don't flame Jane, I don't complete my mission
Your sense, your texture, your touch, I'm in lust
When I roll up with a couple blunts that roll with me, whats up?
One more puff, I wanna touch
I wanna touch, wanna feel you
Can't ride without you by my side
I guess it's something when I'm near you
That keeps me on a natural high
I wanna touch, wanna feel you
Can't ride without you by my side
I guess it's something when I'm near you
That keeps me on a natural high
And I
I love you mary, mary, baby
And I
Don't go nowhere without my baby
And I
I love you mary, mary, baby
And I
Don't go nowhere without my baby
And I
Must say I do to you, so let's jump the broom
First time that we met, no sweat
Had to get you undressed up in my uncle's room
Sweet as two cherry pies
Red hair, green eyes
Gotta switch up flavors and colors, she accessorize
On the real, if you came as a meal, I would lick you fresh off the plate
Woke up this morning, brushed my teeth and kissed you fresh out the gate
Yeah Ima fool for you, let them niggas hate
When I don't bring you 'round my homies say I'm handcuffing
Fuck em, they straight, they straight
They know you stay on deck
I make sure you stay fresh
Every time that I roll up, baby done shown up, wrapped in my favorite dress
That purple or that peach
Optimo, Swisher Sweets
Some fools can't move off that Mary
Freddie G never miss a beat
It might sound like I'm simping
Y'all might just say I'm tripping
But you know a player gotta maintain
I don't flame Jane, I don't complete my mission
Your smell, your texture, your touch, I'm in lust
When I roll up with a couple blunts that roll with me, whats up?
One more puff, I wanna touch
And I
I love you mary, mary, baby
And I
Don't go nowhere without my baby
And I
I love you mary, mary, baby
And I
Don't go nowhere without my baby
And I
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TIPTON FREDRICK JAMEL
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Freddie Gibbs
You like my
You like my
You like my
Morning, my light, my love, my heart, my soul
The only one I relate to
You've been looking for some one on one time
So let me pick you up and Ima take you on a date boo
Everything I want and need
Am I in love? oh yes indeed
Only woman that I ever met in my life that had me tricking off all my extra cheese
Been in jail and I bled for you
You know the typical things that Fred'll do
And you remember back in the days
When I was 17, momma caught me laying in the bed with you
Ima open up doors for you, diss all my hoes for you
You put me in my own world, make a niggas toe curl, like a real girl supposed to do
Plus I must admit I get sad when you away
I just can't live this life without you, I can't get through my day
One summer we had to break up cause you couldn't deal with the heat
Everybody in the hood wanna say that you a stone cold freak
They hit it last week, but I don't listen to a peep
Uh... this might sound like I'm simping
Y'all might just say I'm tripping
But you know a player gotta maintain
I don't flame Jane, I don't complete my mission
Your sense, your texture, your touch, I'm in lust
When I roll up with a couple blunts that roll with me, whats up?
One more puff, I wanna touch
I wanna touch, wanna feel you
Can't ride without you by my side
I guess it's something when I'm near you
That keeps me on a natural high
I wanna touch, wanna feel you
Can't ride without you by my side
I guess it's something when I'm near you
That keeps me on a natural high
And I
I love you mary, mary, baby
And I
Don't go nowhere without my baby
And I
I love you mary, mary, baby
And I
Don't go nowhere without my baby
And I
Must say I do to you, so let's jump the broom
First time that we met, no sweat
Had to get you undressed up in my uncle's room
Sweet as two cherry pies
Red hair, green eyes
Gotta switch up flavors and colors, she accessorize
On the real, if you came as a meal, I would lick you fresh off the plate
Woke up this morning, brushed my teeth and kissed you fresh out the gate
Yeah Ima fool for you, let them niggas hate
When I don't bring you 'round my homies say I'm handcuffing
Fuck em, they straight, they straight
They know you stay on deck
I make sure you stay fresh
Every time that I roll up, baby done shown up, wrapped in my favorite dress
That purple or that peach
Optimo, Swisher Sweets
Some fools can't move off that Mary
Freddie G never miss a beat
It might sound like I'm simping
Y'all might just say I'm tripping
But you know a player gotta maintain
I don't flame Jane, I don't complete my mission
Your smell, your texture, your touch, I'm in lust
When I roll up with a couple blunts that roll with me, whats up?
One more puff, I wanna touch
And I
I love you mary, mary, baby
And I
Don't go nowhere without my baby
And I
I love you mary, mary, baby
And I
Don't go nowhere without my baby
And I
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TIPTON FREDRICK JAMEL
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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