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."
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."
My Nigga
Freddie Gibbs Lyrics
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Stay by the whipper
Through the pillow how I deliver
Almighty moving this mafia godfather figure
Price is on me couple of dollars
Gonna put me in the dirt
Fuck these suckers I bet these
Backwoods kill me first
Pulling these bitches and hit reverse
We out the sidewalk
Fully immersed and money in murder
Can't take my mind off
My homie John Will call the case
So we took some time off
Feds is infiltrating the front gotta
Shut the grind off
Hit me and lick it hit the switch
Tryna to flip this shit legit
Go Gabbanas at the zaza I
Fucking my Texas bitch baby mamas, girls
Wives of ball players wanna ride with us
We all sinners
But God save us from these times my nigga
I'm down to grind with you and
Go out like a man
I can't lay down to die with you
Sacrifice my education for watching
Chains and bracelets
And I seen more funerals than graduations
We're living life the fast way
Time racing pass me
Down to be a problem since the
Day my mama had me
Judge throw some time but I
Just smile take it gladly
Wood on my dash with the gas in my ashtray
I just wanna ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times
Ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times
Ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times
Ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga, my nigga
And make it through these times
Ride or die my nigga
All my niggas real niggas I
Got beef till them boys
Ready to kill niggas rolex D with their heat
Ready to peel niggas hit
Your street anybody sleep
They decease when we creep sweeping
Cowards off their feet
No one died niggas come on
Listen let's get high nigga
Ride nigga come fuck my ho
Man I'm too tired nigga
Mean niggas bout our green niggas
Home team first to run upon the scenes nigga
Clean niggas, Louie V better to tea
Sipping lean niggas MOB my team
Strictly 'bout their cream nigga
No love for the lame niggas
Big chain niggas gang bang niggas
Came from living life the fast
Way time racing pass me
Niggas stay on the leak cause I've been
Out here on my ass man
All night on the corner with my
Stash in the trash can
Vesting weather you young niggas is blasting
But I just wanna ride
And survive for what the law say
Murder and lurking clothes curtains
Here that's all day
Psychic with the paper I listen
To what my palm say
Gotta get real acquainted with my
Buck the sun spray for the pray and these
Vultures gotta pay attention
Of the way these niggas move cause you
Never knew what they thinking off
Way of from you punished the victim
Or be the victim of
So you force to choose what side
Of the street you living on
Trying to test tray you flow
Just like a life jacket
Ask all these jackals on life
Because they life lacking
The government only give us
Help and life rations
They don't really care about us
RIP to Mike Jackson
I play myself in this movie
Your lights on light action
Glock gunned and the findy
Belt that's my fashion
Purp twisting the brown leap
That's my passion
Inhale pine to God give me a sign and just
While I smoking on the wild pack
Reminiscing the scenes I committed
A while back cause as a kid I was forced
To run with a wild pack
You can't survive in the jungle
Unless you 'bout that
I just react when I'm caught
In this sticky situation
His body language was showing
Sings of infiltration
The Lord forgive me I'm praying
That you hear me
I'm having nightmares that the devil
Is out to get me
So stay with me through these try times
To live or die in GI i walk a fine line
Cause I see death around the corner
That's why I keep the chopper closer
He ain't constantly looking over my shoulder
These niggas bogus failed
And you a target once they
Found out your holding benz
A piece of harmony is a myth
It ain't no holding hands
Their system don't understand
I gotta overstand
But in the mean time I'm gangsta'
Leaning in my rover and I
Through the pillow how I deliver
Almighty moving this mafia godfather figure
Price is on me couple of dollars
Gonna put me in the dirt
Fuck these suckers I bet these
Backwoods kill me first
Pulling these bitches and hit reverse
Fully immersed and money in murder
Can't take my mind off
My homie John Will call the case
So we took some time off
Feds is infiltrating the front gotta
Shut the grind off
Hit me and lick it hit the switch
Tryna to flip this shit legit
Go Gabbanas at the zaza I
Fucking my Texas bitch baby mamas, girls
Wives of ball players wanna ride with us
We all sinners
But God save us from these times my nigga
I'm down to grind with you and
Go out like a man
I can't lay down to die with you
Sacrifice my education for watching
Chains and bracelets
And I seen more funerals than graduations
We're living life the fast way
Time racing pass me
Down to be a problem since the
Day my mama had me
Judge throw some time but I
Just smile take it gladly
Wood on my dash with the gas in my ashtray
I just wanna ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times
Ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times
Ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga
And make it through these times
Ride or die my nigga
I just ride and survive my nigga, my nigga
And make it through these times
Ride or die my nigga
All my niggas real niggas I
Got beef till them boys
Ready to kill niggas rolex D with their heat
Ready to peel niggas hit
Your street anybody sleep
They decease when we creep sweeping
Cowards off their feet
No one died niggas come on
Listen let's get high nigga
Ride nigga come fuck my ho
Man I'm too tired nigga
Mean niggas bout our green niggas
Home team first to run upon the scenes nigga
Clean niggas, Louie V better to tea
Sipping lean niggas MOB my team
Strictly 'bout their cream nigga
No love for the lame niggas
Big chain niggas gang bang niggas
Came from living life the fast
Way time racing pass me
Niggas stay on the leak cause I've been
Out here on my ass man
All night on the corner with my
Stash in the trash can
Vesting weather you young niggas is blasting
But I just wanna ride
And survive for what the law say
Murder and lurking clothes curtains
Here that's all day
Psychic with the paper I listen
To what my palm say
Gotta get real acquainted with my
Buck the sun spray for the pray and these
Vultures gotta pay attention
Of the way these niggas move cause you
Never knew what they thinking off
Way of from you punished the victim
Or be the victim of
So you force to choose what side
Of the street you living on
Trying to test tray you flow
Just like a life jacket
Ask all these jackals on life
Because they life lacking
The government only give us
Help and life rations
They don't really care about us
RIP to Mike Jackson
I play myself in this movie
Your lights on light action
Glock gunned and the findy
Belt that's my fashion
Purp twisting the brown leap
That's my passion
Inhale pine to God give me a sign and just
While I smoking on the wild pack
Reminiscing the scenes I committed
A while back cause as a kid I was forced
To run with a wild pack
You can't survive in the jungle
Unless you 'bout that
I just react when I'm caught
In this sticky situation
His body language was showing
Sings of infiltration
The Lord forgive me I'm praying
That you hear me
I'm having nightmares that the devil
Is out to get me
So stay with me through these try times
To live or die in GI i walk a fine line
Cause I see death around the corner
That's why I keep the chopper closer
He ain't constantly looking over my shoulder
These niggas bogus failed
And you a target once they
Found out your holding benz
A piece of harmony is a myth
It ain't no holding hands
Their system don't understand
I gotta overstand
But in the mean time I'm gangsta'
Leaning in my rover and I
In the song "My Nigga" by Freddie Gibbs, the lyrics depict the struggles and realities of living in a dangerous and violent environment. The song touches on themes of survival, loyalty, and the choices one must make in order to navigate through difficult circumstances. The opening lines portray the singer as someone who is familiar with the streets and has a strong presence as a leader figure. The mention of being hunted and the need to constantly be aware of threats adds to the tension and urgency in the lyrics.
Throughout the song, there is a sense of resilience and determination to persevere despite the challenging circumstances. The lyrics express a loyalty towards friends and loved ones, with the willingness to face danger and sacrifice for them. The line "But God save us from these times, my nigga" suggests a reliance on faith and a hope for salvation in the midst of adversity.
Overall, the lyrics of "My Nigga" paint a picture of a harsh reality where survival, loyalty, and making difficult choices become necessary for navigating through life.
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unboricualoco
"sacrificed my education, for watches chains and bracelets, and i seen more funerals than graduations" too raw
MrBonis614
such an underrated track.. one of the best of all time and 35K people fucking heard it...
D-Ace
Damn Cookin Soul killed this beat, dope mobb deep drums too
thahideous1
this is my joint! dang, BFK album is a classic!!
extremehardcoreboi22
I listen to BFK once a day... anything less would be disrespectful to Gangsta Gibbs @FreddieGibbs
Ice Cold Killa
the temperature is rising drums are on point
B. Ford
Facts
Jade Lately
Song goes too hard...
HaveADream23
How do YOU like this, No offence. I LOVE IT!!! show ur friends lol
FrostedLane
The drums from Temperature's Rising. Raw as fuck.