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freddie gibbs & the world's freshest - keep it gangsta lyrics

(the worlds freshest you b-tch)

(gangsta gibbs)
uh, yeah, fa sho
uh, yeah, uh

(verse 1)
uh, uhh, yeah
i hit ya b-tch with my nikes on
take off my jewellery and beat it up with the lights on
say gibbs getting sloppy on the bay bridge
by a phillipino part jamaican b-tch
headed to the trap house
looking for that pack now
see me in the trenches even though my shows packed out
n-gga made a living off this gangsta sh-t i rap bout
motherf-ck every single police and what they ask bout
shoutout to my n-ggas in the fed
the county to state
my n-ggas said when i come home fred i’m gon buy me some weight
sit at the table with the mob i bet i have me a plate
just keep it gangsta mane and then we’ll be straight
it’s real sh-t baby, uh, yeah

(hook)
just keep it gangsta mane and i’mma be straight
it’s real sh-t baby, uh, yeah

(verse 2)
yeah, uhh
i need another pack of that
make em run it for a hunnid, is you backin that
know every ?? cause his old lady i was ?? that
it’s makaveli status, i just smashed it you can have it
it ain’t no cabbage for a ratchet b-tch that askes
automatic, blow it back out in her ??
i can backseat cadillac it, yeah
p-ssy stamps on my p-ssport
foreign and naked man
what more could a n-gga ask for, my god
if she don’t gotta speaka no english
i gotta million different ways that i can get in between it
they say them ghetto motherf-ckers like to love it and leave it
b-tches on top of b-tches, you should have seen it
better believe it, b-tch

(hook)
just keep it gangsta mane and i’mma be straight
it’s real sh-t baby, uh, yeah

- freddie gibbs the worlds freshest lyrics

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