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."
Set Set
Freddie Gibbs Lyrics
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I just cut four pills up in the deal up in the dope mix
Just fucked up my smoke 'cause ain't my smoker got my dope kicked
Bitch it ain't no snitching, play cutthroat you get your throat slit
Bust down true believer, a cup of Tec, I got my Rolls blinged
Got expensive taste, won't even take head from a broke bitch
Smoke that kush and pop them perkies, drank and snort that blow bitch
Back when I was broke, wouldn't even take head from a broke bitch
I was seventeen with a knot knot
Nor a chopped rocked in the slot box
Shout out to my niggas on the lot lot
We gon' shut it down when the narcs out
Hurt a fuck nigga feelings when you fuck up a check at the car lot God damn
Strap on my lap, hop out
Hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Fruit Loops
Pull up on the set, doo doo
Strap on my lap, hop out
Hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Fruit Loops
Pull up on the set, doo doo
A hunnid karats on my neck, I put it on the set set
And my wrist is dripping wet, I put it in the set set
Copping foreigns off the lot, I brought it to the set set
Nigga pop and drop a opp I did it for the set set
Whip it, whip it
Whip it, whip it, whip it hard
Ain't no witness, no weapon, my nigga I beat the charge
Gotta ice a nigga so my swiper nigga put the brand new choppers on the Visa card
Told that pussy nigga that this ain't no motherfucking movie but you gotta play your part
Get you cut for it, snap and put it on the what boy
All these rappers got humungous choppers but I swear they got some baby nuts boy
If you ever bought a chain back from a robber nigga you a fuck boy
Putting duct tape on the whole fam, flexing for the Gram get you touched boy
Who you trust boy? God damn
Strap on my lap, hop out
Hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Fruit Loops
Pull up on the set, doo doo
Strap on my lap, hop out
Hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Fruit Loops
Pull up on the set, doo doo
A hunnid karats on my neck, I put it on the set set
And my wrist is dripping wet, I put it in the set set
Copping foreigns off the lot, I brought it to the set set
Nigga pop and drop a opp I did it for the set set
In Freddie Gibbs's song Set Set, he delves into the world of drugs, violence, and the street life. The first verse talks about cooking cocaine and putting numbers on the set. This refers to the drug trade, where "cooking" refers to the production process of cocaine while "putting numbers on the set" is a way of tracking sales figures. He also talks about cutting up pills and mixing them with his dope, while warning against snitching and playing cutthroat. The chorus talks about his lavish lifestyle, boasting about a hundred-karat necklace, a dripping wet wrist, and copping foreign cars off the lot for his set. It also mentions "popping and dropping" opponents, showing the violent side of the street life.
The second verse talks about using a Mac to shoot holes in his opponent's chest, leaving Fruit Loops as a gory aftermath. The verse also boasts about buying expensive belongings and getting away with crimes using a Visa card. There's also a line about putting duct tape on the whole fam, indicating kidnapping and flexing on Instagram. The verse ends with questioning who you can trust in this street life.
Overall, Set Set provides a glimpse into the dangerous and excessive life of a drug dealer and the consequences that come with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Cook cocaine, put numbers on the set, well who you fuck with?
I am asking you who you associate with in the drug game, because I am a big player who cooks cocaine and sells it, marking it with numbers to keep track of inventory.
I just cut four pills up in the deal up in the dope mix
I just added four pills to the drug mix to increase its potency, in order to maximize profits.
Just fucked up my smoke 'cause ain't my smoker got my dope kicked
My smoking partner ruined my joint because they used all my drugs, causing me to lose money.
Bitch it ain't no snitching, play cutthroat you get your throat slit
Never snitch or give away information in this game. If you cross me, I will hurt you.
Bust down true believer, a cup of Tec, I got my Rolls blinged
I show off my wealth with my diamond jewelry and my Rolls Royce, and I am always armed with my handgun.
Got expensive taste, won't even take head from a broke bitch
I have high standards and refuse to engage in sexual activity with a poor woman.
Smoke that kush and pop them perkies, drank and snort that blow bitch
I mix different drugs to get high, including marijuana, prescription pills, and cocaine.
Back when I was broke, wouldn't even take head from a broke bitch
When I had no money, I was unwilling to engage in sexual activity with a poor woman.
Or a slut bag or a thot thot
I was not interested in promiscuous women either.
I was seventeen with a knot knot
When I was 17, I had a lot of cash on me.
Nor a chopped rocked in the slot box
I did not have drugs hidden away in a safe place.
Shout out to my niggas on the lot lot
I give a shout out to my friends who are also involved in the drug trade.
We gon' shut it down when the narcs out
We are careful and will stop dealing narcotics when we know the police are patrolling.
Hurt a fuck nigga feelings when you fuck up a check at the car lot God damn
It feels good to ruin the finances of someone who has crossed me or irritated me in some way.
A hunnid karats on my neck, I put it on the set set
I wear a 100-carat diamond necklace, and I am proud to show it off to others in the drug game.
And my wrist is dripping wet, I put it in the set set
I also wear a diamond watch, and it gleams brightly when it catches the light.
Copping foreigns off the lot, I brought it to the set set
I buy foreign luxury cars and bring them to the area where I conduct drug deals.
Nigga pop and drop a opp I did it for the set set
If someone from a rival gang or someone who has wronged me is killed, I take credit for it and do it for my own reputation and sense of loyalty to my friends in the drug game.
Whip it, whip it
This line refers to the act of cooking and mixing drugs to create a final product.
Whip it, whip it, whip it hard
I am encouraging my fellow drug dealers to work hard at mixing and creating drugs.
Ain't no witness, no weapon, my nigga I beat the charge
I was able to avoid being caught by law enforcement because there were no witnesses to my crimes, and I was not carrying any weapons at the time of arrest.
Gotta ice a nigga so my swiper nigga put the brand new choppers on the Visa card
Sometimes to stay in control of my drug dealing, I need to hire someone to use a stolen credit card to buy weapons for me.
Told that pussy nigga that this ain't no motherfucking movie but you gotta play your part
I remind others in the drug game that it can be dangerous and that they need to take it seriously if they want to be successful and survive.
Get you cut for it, snap and put it on the what boy
If someone betrays me or does something to anger me, they will receive a swift and violent punishment.
All these rappers got humungous choppers but I swear they got some baby nuts boy
Many other rappers claim to be dangerous and ruthless, but in reality, they are not truly violent or powerful.
If you ever bought a chain back from a robber nigga you a fuck boy
If someone is robbed and then pays money to get their stolen goods back, they are weak and foolish.
Putting duct tape on the whole fam, flexing for the Gram get you touched boy
If someone shares images of themselves or their family members online for social media likes, they may become a target for retribution.
Who you trust boy? God damn
In this dangerous world of drugs and violence, it is difficult to know who to trust.
Strap on my lap, hop out
I am carrying a gun and ready to use it if necessary.
Hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
I have an automatic weapon and I am using it to shoot at someone.
Holes in his chest, Fruit Loops
When I shoot someone, I leave bullet holes in their chest that resemble the shape of a popular cereal, Fruit Loops.
Pull up on the set, doo doo
I am arriving at an area where drug deals take place.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Frederick Tipton
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