Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eastside Moonwalker, artist - Freddie Gibbs. Date of issue: 18.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Eastside Moonwalker |
| Lifestyles of the insane |
| East side nigga, I’m the shit, you the shit stain |
| I let the boss ring switch lanes |
| Not a pretty nigga for it, I got some gang full of peach brains |
| And I lay it on so deep |
| Turn it up to a broad, heard a pimp nigga broke this |
| And I’mma let it to a broke piece |
| I think I need my medicine, I had to throw it 'fore this |
| Nigga throwing dirty, keep a nigga with a deep pocket |
| Dope fiends in the closed casket |
| Shopping, steady bringing at the gate, keep locking |
| Keep it strapped because that boys keep robbing |
| Got me put enough slow, prickling of the cripple, put my pedal to the floor |
| Let me count in that dough, looking good like a pro |
| Ass sit on nothing but that leather, what you know, how you living nigga? |
| Lifestyles of the insane |
| Blow the key up, pop a pill, crack a seal, drop a six bang |
| Niggas looking for their bee sting |
| Their weed, dog food, crack this, niggas with cane |
| Think I’ve lost my new ditch, sipping on the back, break 'em off in the ditch |
| Sitting top floor with the chrome and the itch |
| Nigga gotta floss that’s the cost of this vigil |
| I’mma pull off slow, I’mma pull off slow |
| Nigga pain dripping from my Cadillac, though |
| I’mma pull off slow, I’mma pull off slow |
| Brother with the mask put them hoes on the floor |
| I’mma pull off slow, I’mma pull off slow |
| Brother with the mask put them hoes on the floor |
| I’mma pull off slow, I’mma pull off slow |
| Nigga pain dripping from my Cadillac, though |
| I’mma pull off slow |
| Wake up, moonwalker, night stalker, motherfucking white chalker, might caller |
| In the streets put your pants down, tell 'em call a paramedic, nigga, man down |
| Ease up with your thugging, get your Gs up |
| Never faint, never fall, never fall, never freeze up |
| Black ass, black TD, motherfucking dope gang feed us |
| How you living nigga? |
| Send some peace to my motherfucking home boy |
| But hold your tears, ain’t right, so fuck this |
| You might as well be a dead man in my eyes |
| Shoot two, sucker free when I ride, Freddie gang, Freddie Corleone |
| Sell your things to the smokers in them mobile home |
| I’m tracking back wheel, dirty Styrofoam and a pocket full of stones in my |
| Cadillac chrome |
| I’mma pull off slow, I’mma pull off slow, bitch |
| Nigga pain dripping from my Cadillac, though |
| I’mma pull off slow, I’mma pull off slow |
| Brother with the mask put them hoes on the floor |
| I’mma pull off slow, I’mma pull off slow |
| Brother with the mask put them hoes on the floor |
| I’mma pull off slow, I’mma pull off slow |
| Nigga pain dripping from my Cadillac, though |
| I’mma pull off slow |