187 Proof
Freddie Gibbs Lyrics

I grew up wishing my life would be like the Cosbys
I dreamed of living the American Dream but instead grew up in poverty and chaos.

I go that extra mile to escape this ghetto monotony
I work harder than anyone else to rise above my surroundings and make a better life for myself.

See how this vicious cycle could fuck wit you psychologically
Living in the same cycle of poverty and violence can have a damaging effect on your mental health.

You best cooperate with the state or become they property
Either comply with authority or risk being treated like property by the state.

Bitch my name be ringing bells from the street to the jailhouse
I have a reputation that precedes me both on the streets and in prison.

And it ain't no transaction unless I came wit my scale out
I don't do business without my scale out, ensuring a fair and accurate transaction.

Roll in yo college, I just might fuck up and fail out
I don't care about going to college because I am successful in my own way, and may not fit into the traditional academic world.

Fucking bitch after bitch, stacking my chips, all I care bout
I am focused on sleeping with multiple women and making money above all else.

Fuck a GPA, bitch I need a CPA, come and count it up
I don't care about my academic performance, I care about making money and building wealth.

Thousand thugs be always tryna catch him in a crowd around the bus
I attract a lot of attention from dangerous people wherever I go.

Guess it's bout to go down, if you down to fuck, then you down wit us
If you're with me and my crew, you're ready to face whatever dangerous situations may come our way.

I know hoes that won't smoke, but stay sloppy drunk and get powdered up
I know women who won't smoke weed, but will drink alcohol and use cocaine instead.

This Corporate Thug World, they like you but they love the realest
The world of corporate thuggery prefers authenticity over fake personas.

Straight Gary gangsta shit, didn't come up off no fucking gimmicks, bitch
My gangster lifestyle is authentic and I didn't become successful through cheap tricks or gimmicks.

2Pac ain't back cuz he got set up and shot in the chest
Tupac Shakur isn't actually alive, he was killed in a violent event.

Biggie ain't either, so won't y'all gon let them niggas rest?
Neither is the rapper Biggie Smalls alive and we should let their memories rest in peace.

I'm 187 proof, streets or the fucking booth
I am a true gangster, whether in the streets or in the recording booth making music.

I'm hard to kill like Steven Seagal wit yo fucking troops
Like the tough action star, Steven Seagal, I am hard to kill and can take on anyone's troops.

Yo choppas ain't chopping shit if yo niggas ain't down to shoot
Your guns are useless if your people aren't willing to use them.

And I'm ready to R.I.P. any nigga that y'all recruit
I am ready and willing to kill anyone that you bring into your circle.

I speak a foreign language, I think y'all call that the truth
My knowledge of the street is a language that is foreign to most people, but it is the truth.

A walking 187, 187 crazy
I am a walking killing machine, completely insane.

Sick like Moammar Gadhafi, straight 187 babies
Like the former dictator of Libya, Moammar Gadhafi, I am a sick and violent individual, surrounded by fellow killers.

I reach for that reefer stench and my shit knocking Brotha Lynch
I love and use marijuana and my music sounds similar to that of the rapper Brotha Lynch.

So lock me in correctional, but you can't fix me or fucking see me
Even if you imprison me, you won't be able to change me or understand me.

You know who you fucking with? A nigga who got shit to lose
You should be careful who you mess with because I have a lot to lose.

I got niggas that rob you and rape yo bitch if they in the mood
I have dangerous associates who are capable of robbing and raping people if they are in the mood for it.

Check my record, I been a fool, semi autos all in my locker
Look at my history and you'll see that I have always been foolish, and I keep guns in my locker.

Flow stupid like I rode the bus to school with Waka Flocka
My rap skills are so effortless and natural that it's like I learned them from riding the bus to school with Waka Flocka.

187 ways to die, bitch, this the end
I have 187 ways to kill you, and this is the end for you.

6 niggas put 600 holes in yo 600 Benz
I had six people shoot 600 bullets into your Mercedes-Benz car.

Bitch, I'm murder proof, I'mma live forever
Nobody can kill me, I am proof against murder, and my legacy will always live on.

Duncan block, Virginia street, bitch, we the clique together
My crew and I are from the same neighborhood and we are a tight-knit group.

Ask Pill who the real, bet he mention (Gibbs)
If you ask my friend, Pill, who the real gangster is, he will mention me, Freddie Gibbs.

Killers in that 4th Ward, shout out to my nigga Slick
In the Fourth Ward neighborhood, there are killers like me, and a shout-out to my friend, Slick.

Shout out to my nigga Hit, West side murder cat
A shout-out to my friend, Hit, who is also a West side murderer.

Some of my niggas flow, but most of them beat that murder rep
Some of my friends are rappers, but most of them have a reputation for killing people.