Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Death Row, artist - Freddie Gibbs. Album song Freddie, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, ESGN
Song language: English
Death Row |
Yeah, Kane season |
Twinkle on the beat, yeah |
Twinkle on the beat, yeah |
Whoa 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 bow |
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, fifty pack, shippin' twenty piece |
Chicken bucket, chicken nugget, bitch I feed the streets |
Chopper block, mix that dope up with that fetty (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 |