Half Manne Half Cocaine
Freddie Gibbs / Madlib Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Niggas will never learn
Yeah
There's some niggas that never learn
Yeah
Niggas that never learn
Bridges burn, tables turn
Fuck niggas, they will never learn (Never learn)
Not about an almighty dollar, it ain't my concern (Ain't my concern)
Heard you're gettin' pussy too, outside of me, ain't my concern (That ain't my concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve
Nigga, I deserve
Big old house and two thick bitches makin' grits
Leather seats in the new candy-painted whip
Bitch, I came out the womb on some gangster shit
Ho, I knew you was off, you could take a lick
Set him up with my bitch, we can fake a lick
I just broke up a brick on the East with the clique
Who you bangin' with? You know that me and Diego be takin' shit
Bridges burn, tables turn, fuck niggas never learn (Never learn)
Chicken dinner, watchin' SportsCenter when I whip a bird (Whip a bird)
Heard you're gettin' pussy too, outside of me ain't my concern (My concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve
Nigga, I deserve
Big old house and two thick bitches bangin' out
They go pussy to pussy and mouth to mouth
We don't need 'em, we beat 'em and pipe 'em out
Snitch, you feed 'em and treat 'em and wife 'em out
At the plate, but that pussy, you strikin' out
Met the bitch that's defeating your bank account
I just turned my mom house to a powder house
Got that bitch powdered out
Bridges burn, tables turn, fuck niggas never learn (Never learn)
Chicken dinner, watchin' SportsCenter when I whip a bird (Whip a bird)
Bitch, I know who did the murder, that ain't none of your concern (Your concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve (I deserve)
Shut the fuck up
Yeah, half man, half cocaine (Cocaine)
I just mixed the Tylenol with heroin (Heroin)
Junkies shoot some detergent in their fuckin' veins (Fuckin' veins)
Cradle to the grave, nigga, crime pays
Fuck with Mister K, put your face on one of them picture chains
Sugar Ray the fade or go John Wick with the pistol game
Bitch ain't crack the safe, got his moms hit with the pistol whip
Move like the Yakuza said drip, we clipping off fingertips
Bitch, crack numbin' up my fingertips
Pullin' strings with my pinkie rings, rapid get you hit
I make fifteen jump like trampoline when that package sent
Now niggas want them methamphetamines, quick to suckin' dick
Suck a dick, for the dope up I was rushin' shit
Fuck the needle, she just supposed to sniff, Snuffleupagus
I get strippers on my fuckin' list, fuck a bucket list
Black brains up in buckets, bitch, Michael Douglas, bitch
Half man, half cocaine (Yeah)
Sixty pounds of Walter White, the White Plains (That Walter White)
VVS the Prezi, Skydweller plain
Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change (I make change, nigga)
Pay for your funeral, get your shit arranged
Kiss your wife and say, "You were solid," then go piss on your grave
Hold that, lock the doggy up with Similac
Fuck rap, blood movin' ounces on the Cash App, blatt
Half man, half cocaine
I just hit a bank and did the David Blaine
One foot in the booth, one in the fuckin' cage
If I wrote my raps, you'd be a slave to my fuckin' page
Freddie Kane
Half man, half cocaine
Half man, half cocaine
Half man, half cocaine
Brought to a neighborhood near you
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Niggas will never learn
Yeah
There's some niggas that never learn
Yeah
Niggas that never learn
Bridges burn, tables turn
Not about an almighty dollar, it ain't my concern (Ain't my concern)
Heard you're gettin' pussy too, outside of me, ain't my concern (That ain't my concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve
Nigga, I deserve
Big old house and two thick bitches makin' grits
Leather seats in the new candy-painted whip
Bitch, I came out the womb on some gangster shit
Ho, I knew you was off, you could take a lick
Set him up with my bitch, we can fake a lick
I just broke up a brick on the East with the clique
Who you bangin' with? You know that me and Diego be takin' shit
Bridges burn, tables turn, fuck niggas never learn (Never learn)
Chicken dinner, watchin' SportsCenter when I whip a bird (Whip a bird)
Heard you're gettin' pussy too, outside of me ain't my concern (My concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve
Nigga, I deserve
Big old house and two thick bitches bangin' out
They go pussy to pussy and mouth to mouth
We don't need 'em, we beat 'em and pipe 'em out
Snitch, you feed 'em and treat 'em and wife 'em out
At the plate, but that pussy, you strikin' out
Met the bitch that's defeating your bank account
I just turned my mom house to a powder house
Got that bitch powdered out
Bridges burn, tables turn, fuck niggas never learn (Never learn)
Chicken dinner, watchin' SportsCenter when I whip a bird (Whip a bird)
Bitch, I know who did the murder, that ain't none of your concern (Your concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve (I deserve)
Shut the fuck up
Yeah, half man, half cocaine (Cocaine)
I just mixed the Tylenol with heroin (Heroin)
Junkies shoot some detergent in their fuckin' veins (Fuckin' veins)
Cradle to the grave, nigga, crime pays
Fuck with Mister K, put your face on one of them picture chains
Sugar Ray the fade or go John Wick with the pistol game
Bitch ain't crack the safe, got his moms hit with the pistol whip
Move like the Yakuza said drip, we clipping off fingertips
Bitch, crack numbin' up my fingertips
Pullin' strings with my pinkie rings, rapid get you hit
I make fifteen jump like trampoline when that package sent
Now niggas want them methamphetamines, quick to suckin' dick
Suck a dick, for the dope up I was rushin' shit
Fuck the needle, she just supposed to sniff, Snuffleupagus
I get strippers on my fuckin' list, fuck a bucket list
Black brains up in buckets, bitch, Michael Douglas, bitch
Half man, half cocaine (Yeah)
Sixty pounds of Walter White, the White Plains (That Walter White)
VVS the Prezi, Skydweller plain
Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change (I make change, nigga)
Pay for your funeral, get your shit arranged
Kiss your wife and say, "You were solid," then go piss on your grave
Hold that, lock the doggy up with Similac
Fuck rap, blood movin' ounces on the Cash App, blatt
Half man, half cocaine
I just hit a bank and did the David Blaine
One foot in the booth, one in the fuckin' cage
If I wrote my raps, you'd be a slave to my fuckin' page
Freddie Kane
Half man, half cocaine
Half man, half cocaine
Half man, half cocaine
Brought to a neighborhood near you
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Denzie Beagle, Frank Dukes, Frederick Tipton, Otis Jackson, Wilbert Williams, Winston Riley
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it
More Genres
No Artists Found
More Artists
Load All
No Albums Found
More Albums
Load All
No Tracks Found
Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Search results not found
Song not found
@ChicagoKidx
This proves it.. Madlib could produce for this era, the next era and the one after that ☝🏽
@sportsfan120577
He a artist ain't no eras to him. If Sun Ra had more life his shit would be out of this world now.
@elvisromero383
I don’t think it was ever a doubt . If anything I’d like to see metro and south side work with madlib that would be hard . Metro use of samples is underrated . I guess cuz he probably has a sample guy who’s got them digital and ready to go .
@MTWENTY
This proves to me that Madlib could easily blend in today's music, he simply chooses not to
@gr8st2323
Greg and the two before it
@jelanimilam8202
@Nick Knight Beats yall better read dawg comment
@keithprice7119
Lot of people surprised that Madlib produced a beat like this. Take some time to listen to his catalogue. He's never been stuck with one style. Eclectic is the word.
@megalootdude333
this was probably fucking easy compared to some the shit he makes lmao
@RealFuckingReviews
Madlib made this shit in his sleep gauranteed.
@phillipwattsjr.4714
He's done keyboard club beats before, so this is nothing to him.