Scarface
Freddie Gibbs & Madlib Lyrics


'Blood gushing, I think I hear a sirens'

Chiefing on that, think I hear my heart beat
Freddie smoking, got me rolling stogies on a dark street
Let's jack this nigga cause he got some shit we can't afford
Another day in Gary, 'nother couple niggas in the morgue
He got the beating, his weed crumbs on plush seats
Niggas wanna hate, they get yellow tape'd and white sheets
And he steady talking, my chopper, he gonna let it rip
All the bullets tagging my name on this banana clip
Life's a bitch, I was a virgin, hope she let me fuck
Pray I miss before a nigga bust his last nut
Homie '84 got the same ribs that mine had
Freddie jumped up in it like fetch me in with the dime bags
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pulling stick ups to the nigga from a no name
Diamond bezel, went from pebbles to a whole thing
Now them punk detectives in my section know my whole name
Gibbs, nigga

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Written by: Otis Jackson, Fredrick Jamel Tipton

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Hussainhhhh

Blood gushing, I think I hear a sirens'
Chiefing on that, think I hear my heart beat
Freddie smoking, got me rolling stogies on a dark street
Let's jack this nigga cause he got some shit we can't afford
Another day in Gary, 'nother couple niggas in the morgue
He got the beating, his weed crumbs on plush seats
Niggas wanna hate, they get yellow tape'd and white sheets
And he steady talking, my chopper, he gonna let it rip
All the bullets tagging my name on this banana clip
Life's a bitch, I was a virgin, hope she let me fuck
Pray I miss before a nigga bust his last nut
Homie '84 got the same ribs that mine had
Freddie jumped up in it like fetch me in with the dime bags
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pulling stick ups to the nigga from a no name
Diamond bezel, went from pebbles to a whole thing
Now them punk detectives in my section know my whole name
Gibbs, nigga



kevin finnerty

[Intro]
Blood gushing, I think I hear sirens
Uh, yo kill the motherfucker, kill him right, man (Scarface)
Do the shit point blank, nigga, yeah
Don't muh'fuckin freeze (that's how you do a murder right)
Uh, yeah (we gon' have a muh'fuckin murder 187, nigga)

[Verse]
Chiefing on that, think I hear my heart beat
Smoking, got me rolling stogies on a dark street
Let's jack this nigga cause he got some shit we can't afford
Another day in Gary, 'nother couple niggas in the morgue
He got the beating, his weed crumbs on plush seats
Niggas wanna hate, they get yellow tape'd and white sheets
And he steady talking, my chopper, he gonna let it rip
All the bullets that got my name on 'em still in the clip
Life's a bitch, I was a virgin, hope she let me fuck
Pray I miss before a nigga bust his last nut
Homie '84 got the same rims that mine had
Freddie jumped up in it like freshman year with the dime bags
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pulling stick ups to the nigga from a no-name
Diamond bezel, went from pebbles to a whole thing
Now them punk detectives in my section know my whole name
Gibbs, nigga



Matsur Vomami

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Freddie Gibbs & Madlib

On the first full-length song of Piñata with rapping from Gangsta Gibbs, he raps about his thuggish… read more »

SCARFACE LYRICS

[Produced by Madlib]

[Intro]
Blood gushing, I think I hear sirens
Uh, yo kill the motherfucker, kill him right, man (Scarface)
Do the shit point blank, nigga, yeah
Don't muh'fuckin freeze (that's how you do a murder right)
Uh, yeah (we gon' have a muh'fuckin murder 187, nigga)

[Verse]
Chiefing on that, think I hear my heart beat
Smoking, got me rolling stogies on a dark street
Let's jack this nigga cause he got some shit we can't afford
Another day in Gary, 'nother couple niggas in the morgue
He got the beating, his weed crumbs on plush seats
Niggas wanna hate, they get yellow tape'd and white sheets
And he steady talking, my chopper, he gonna let it rip
All the bullets that got my name on 'em still in the clip
Life's a bitch, I was a virgin, hope she let me fuck
Pray I miss before a nigga bust his last nut
Homie '84 got the same rims that mine had
Freddie jumped up in it like freshman year with the dime bags
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pulling stick ups to the nigga from a no-name
Diamond bezel, went from pebbles to a whole thing
Now them punk detectives in my section know my whole name
Gibbs, nigga

[Interlude]
Nothing wrong 'bout that motherfucking point blank murder, nigga
Muh'fuckin armed robbery, nigga, what you know about that?
Muh'fuckin strong arm shit, nigga, A100
Know what I'm saying, bitch?
Been there, done it, you know what I'm saying, goddammit?
Muh'fuckin ski mask, you know, what you know about that?
Muh'fuckin duct tape to a nigga face, nigga
You know what I'm saying? That's real shit
Muh'fuckin, putting hoes on the muh'fuckin ground, nigga
Whole families, nigga, kids, everything goddammit
Grandma, uncle, cousin, er'rybody on the goddamn floor, bitch
Uh, yeah, slime

[Outro]
And all the gangbusters and facts that show
The operation of our law enforcement officials
In their war against the underworld
Thinking about the swinging times and all
I'm gonna tell my children's children what life is all about
And hopefully they'll have just enough soul to figure it out



MAX SK

Blood gushing, I think I hear a sirens'

Chiefing on that, think I hear my heart beat
Freddie smoking, got me rolling stogies on a dark street
Let's jack this nigga cause he got some shit we can't afford
Another day in Gary, 'nother couple niggas in the morgue
He got the beating, his weed crumbs on plush seats
Niggas wanna hate, they get yellow tape'd and white sheets
And he steady talking, my chopper, he gonna let it rip
All the bullets tagging my name on this banana clip
Life's a bitch, I was a virgin, hope she let me fuck
Pray I miss before a nigga bust his last nut
Homie '84 got the same ribs that mine had
Freddie jumped up in it like fetch me in with the dime bags
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pulling stick ups to the nigga from a no name
Diamond bezel, went from pebbles to a whole thing
Now them punk detectives in my section know my whole name
Gibbs, nigga



All comments from YouTube:

Randy Ogbonna

if this album drop on the 90s it will be one of the best album that never be forgot

adam

It will never matter because its timeless already

BIGAMBERFAN3000

@Hugh Jasole LMAO best reply

Hugh Jasole

Hopefully your English has Improved somewhat over the last 5 years there Borat

postman232

needless to be released much earlier to get greatly acknowledged. the album has received its well deserved recognition

Alvariuzthe Plug

Lmao you talking like 90's were the shit

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wiley man

madlib composed a hard-hitting, ear-hooking groove of a beat and freddie just murders the shit out of it.

Rufusdos

Reasonable summary.

Michael Otis

Thank you Jesus!

elchiponr1

true dat

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