My Nigga
Freddie Gibbs feat. G‐Wiz Hit! & D-Edge Lyrics


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





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