Freddie Tipton (born June 14, 1982 in Gary, Indiana), better known as Fredd… Read Full Bio ↴Freddie Tipton (born June 14, 1982 in Gary, Indiana), better known as Freddie Gibbs, is an American rapper who became popular after being included in 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."

Certified Live
Freddie Gibbs Lyrics

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I just poured up like four zips
One-double-O like four grips, gangster and you know this
Just took a Vegas trip, Caesar's Palace, stabbing your bitch
Finna go trick off your cheese, pissing off these police
I'm big dope drinking, make sure my eighty-four stinking
Haters can't contest, just K.Y.S., I suicide that Lincoln
Broad day, all day, crack rock in my hallway
I was sixteen serving sixteens off fifteen from Broadway

Hard yay, got a nigga thugging out that UGK tape
Niggas 'bout that shit and we hit our first lick
With a little deuce deuce and a tre eight
And bitch my pack just hit the mail, I'ma get that scale, I can't wait
Nigga for all this rap shit, these niggas plastic claim they Gs but they ain't
It's Gangsta Gibbs, bitch

Nigga fucked your bitch and left it wetter, mane
Staying on my G and about my cheddar, mane
Rapper slash feet in the dope game
Certified live from the land of the gang bang
Staying on my G and about my cheddar, mane
Nigga fucked your bitch and left it wetter, mane
Rapper slash feet in the dope game
Certified live from the land of the gang bang

It's Rock
Eighty-seven cut, dog
Oh no, I ain't got Mercedes
Haters out there tryna take me
Pop the trunk or pop a crazy
Like a barber keeping them extra clippers
Drop 'bout eighty, I drive 'em crazy when I deliver
Mind your business we living life and just stacking riches
Picture me rolling on my phone, scrolling through pussy pictures
Pussy nigga, you in the way, so just step aside
You can't swim with these sharks, you drowning all in your pride
We moving with killers in broad day
It's a cold world, keeping them heaters on all day
All day, oh yeah we riding with them clappers
'Cause them bitch-ass niggas praying on us heavy like some pastors
And them feds tryna have our phone tapped
Like some dirty-ass water out the faucet, out the trap
Jay Rock, Freddie Gibbs, 'bout to kill it, hide your feelings
If you show your hands then we gunning and you finished

Nigga fucked your bitch and left it wetter, mane
Staying on my G and about my cheddar, mane
Rapper slash feet in the dope game
Certified live from the land of the gang bang
Staying on my G and about my cheddar, mane
Nigga fucked your bitch and left it wetter, mane

Rapper slash feet in the dope game
Certified live from the land of the gang bang

Overall Meaning

In "Certified Live," Freddie Gibbs talks about his gangster lifestyle and drug dealing ventures. The chorus repeats, "staying on my G and about my cheddar," which means he is focused on his gangster mentality and making money. He raps about indulging in drugs such as "big dope drinking" and "hard yay." Gibbs seems to be boasting about his criminal behavior, including hitting licks and carrying guns with him at all times in order to protect himself from rival gangs and the authorities. Jay Rock also contributes a verse, where he raps about his almost violent lifestyle in the streets, surrounded by guns and killers. The song's title, "Certified Live," refers to the idea that they are living this dangerous and unpredictable lifestyle to the fullest.

Line by Line Meaning

I just poured up like four zips
I just poured four ounces of codeine cough syrup into my Sprite

One-double-O like four grips, gangster and you know this
I have a .40 caliber handgun and I'm hard, you know it

Just took a Vegas trip, Caesar's Palace, stabbing your bitch
I just went to Las Vegas and stayed at Caesar's Palace, where I had sex with your woman

Finna go trick off your cheese, pissing off these police
I'm going to spend your money on something frivolous, making the police angry

I'm big dope drinking, make sure my eighty-four stinking
I'm drinking lean (codeine cough syrup) and making sure my 1984 Chevy Impala is loud and smelly

Haters can't contest, just K.Y.S., I suicide that Lincoln
My haters can't compete with me, I'm so successful that I could crash my Lincoln car and it wouldn't matter

Broad day, all day, crack rock in my hallway
I sell crack cocaine in my hallway, all day long

I was sixteen serving sixteens off fifteen from Broadway
When I was sixteen years old, I sold sixteen ounces of drugs for $1500 on a street in Los Angeles called Broadway

Hard yay, got a nigga thugging out that UGK tape
I'm high on cocaine and it makes me feel like I'm living the lifestyle of the rap group UGK (Underground Kingz)

Niggas 'bout that shit and we hit our first lick
Me and my crew are serious about our criminal lifestyle, and we just successfully robbed someone for the first time

With a little deuce deuce and a tre eight
We used small handguns (.22 caliber and .38 caliber) for the robbery

And bitch my pack just hit the mail, I'ma get that scale, I can't wait
My shipment of drugs just arrived in the mail, and I can't wait to weigh it on my scale

Nigga for all this rap shit, these niggas plastic claim they Gs but they ain't
A lot of rappers are fake and claim to be gangsters, but they're not

It's Gangsta Gibbs, bitch
I am the real gangster, my name is Freddie Gibbs

Nigga fucked your bitch and left it wetter, mane
I had sex with your woman and she enjoyed it more than she does with you

Staying on my G and about my cheddar, mane
I am focused on my gangster lifestyle and making money

Rapper slash feet in the dope game
I am both a rapper and a drug dealer

Certified live from the land of the gang bang
I am officially recognized by my peers as a true gangster from the gang-ridden city of Los Angeles

It's Rock
This is Jay Rock speaking

Eighty-seven cut, dog
I drive an 1987 Oldsmobile Cutlass

Oh no, I ain't got Mercedes
I don't have a Mercedes-Benz car

Haters out there tryna take me
I have enemies who want to harm me or take me down

Pop the trunk or pop a crazy
I can either open the trunk of my car or become violent and unpredictable

Like a barber keeping them extra clippers
I am always prepared for any situation, like a barber who has extra clippers

Drop 'bout eighty, I drive 'em crazy when I deliver
I sell drugs for $80 (per gram or per ounce), and I drive people crazy with my skills as a drug dealer

Mind your business we living life and just stacking riches
You should focus on your own life, because I am focused on making money and improving my lifestyle

Picture me rolling on my phone, scrolling through pussy pictures
I'm looking at pictures of women on my phone, probably nude or sexually suggestive photos

Pussy nigga, you in the way, so just step aside
I don't have time for weak or cowardly people, so get out of my way

You can't swim with these sharks, you drowning all in your pride
You can't handle the dangerous and ruthless lifestyle that I lead, and it will destroy your confidence and self-respect

We moving with killers in broad day
I am surrounded by dangerous people who are willing to commit murder during daylight hours

It's a cold world, keeping them heaters on all day
The world is a dangerous place, so I always carry guns with me

All day, oh yeah we riding with them clappers
All day long, we ride around with guns (known as clappers)

Cause them bitch-ass niggas praying on us heavy like some pastors
There are people who want to do us harm or rob us, and they are very persistent and strategic like pastors who pray (plan)

And them feds tryna have our phone tapped
The federal government is trying to listen in on our phone conversations to gather evidence against us

Like some dirty-ass water out the faucet, out the trap
The government's attempts to catch us are like disgusting water coming out of a faucet in a poor neighborhood

Jay Rock, Freddie Gibbs, 'bout to kill it, hide your feelings
Me and Freddie Gibbs are about the make a great song or performance, and it might make you feel jealous or intimidated

If you show your hands then we gunning and you finished
If you reveal your intentions or show any vulnerability, then we will shoot you and end your life

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Freddie Gibbs, Glenn Browder, Johnny Reed, Stepan Taft

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