Album Cover Death Row (feat. 03 Greedo)

Death Row (feat. 03 Greedo)

Freddie Gibbs

7

Yeah, Kane season

Twinkle on the beat, yeah

Twinkle on the beat, yeahWhoa Kenny

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Smoking with a package then the package get you fucked off

When they sent the po-po to my door but y′all was ducked off

Fuckin' up a plate of sushi wontons with the duck sauce

Sent the pack of doggy to me, walkin′ fuckin' buff soft

Pick your phone up, I just touched down with the bow wow

Pick your phone up, I just touched down with the puppy chow

Puttin' zones up, got a brick

I′m ′bout to bust it down, pick your phone up

Bet that rat ho wanna fuck me now, fuck me now

Busy button down, bust it down

Fuck the month, throw some hundreds down

Hundred pack, 50 pack, shippin' 20-piece

Chicken bucket, chicken nugget, bitch, I feed the streets

Chopper block, mix that dope up with that Fetty Wap (1738)

Watch it drop, bitch I started sellin′ ready rock, fuck a pot

You don't make a G a day you can′t sit in the spot

Ho keep lookin' at me, you gon′ suck this dick or not?

Take a bag, bust a lick, and run a check ho, a check ho

Bet them VV's in my neck glow

I just might go throw a Rollie on my next ho

Beat the pussy in the studio like Death Row, Death Row

Chopper give a nigga Death Row, Death Row

Fuck a rookie, need a vet ho

I just might go throw a Rollie on my next ho

Hundred kilos in my trunk, I might get Death Row

Cruisin' through the city in my oh-eighteen (skrrt)

Sendin′ the bitches, servin′ the fiends (ooh)

Ridin' through the street, just caught a lick (yeah)

Take that flip and I caught my first brick (ayy)

I′m a Baby Loc cri-ni-nip, role model ni-ni-nip

I ain't got the swag and got the sauce, I got the dri-ni-nip

I can do a feature, do a show, and hit the dealership

Ask Channel 7, people say I′m really dealin' shit

Brrrt my ad-lib, Drummer Gang, we generous

We gon′ give your ass the blues 'cause we ain't never givin′ shit

Everybody generals ′cause everybody militant

Drummer Gang the Army, the Navy, we killin' shit, ooh

Take a bag, bust a lick, and run a check ho, a check ho

Bet them VV′s in my neck glow

I just might go throw a Rollie on my next ho

Beat the pussy in the studio like Death Row, Death Row

Chopper give a nigga Death Row, Death Row

Fuck a rookie, need a vet ho

I just might go throw a Rollie on my next ho

Hundred kilos in my trunk, I might get Death Row