| Yeah
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| Inhale, exhale this shit
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| That gangsta shit, gangsta shit
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| Some people ain’t fit to this shit, ain’t hip to this shit
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| But you know what I’m sayin, I’m gonna spit this shit
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| I tell motherfuckers like this, I tell 'em all the time
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| When the world becomes perfect, maybe I’ll rap about that shit
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| It’s on, and once again I bring niggas the realest
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| Viciously vivid, straight explosive, highly explicit
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| Got my broke ass off of my momma couch and I started pitchin'
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| Cause bitches ain’t checking for a nigga working at the Village
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| Slanging Volvos, pushing the bucket sedan four doors
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| I needed a Lexus coupe sittin' on 20's with a set of MOMOs
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| A young old soul so I stay in the frame
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| Let’s put this thang up and get some paint and just throw my shit on them thangs
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| And I be rollin', shine but never let them know just what you holdin
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| Better keep that thing on tuck, I know niggas that’s making bucks serving cain
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| uncut
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| Used to pay me to take that dust on the Greyhound bus
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| Now I’m my own man, grown man, deal with my own dirt
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| Perfectly pounding the pavement and purchase my own work
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| Benefit from the killer shit that’s making my phone twerk
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| Say she don’t know no Freddie G, well bitch do your homework
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| No hoes in my history can shit on Gibbs
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| Grew up amongst the crack babies and the flintstone kids
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| 17th and Pennsylvania bitch, my whole fucking block poor
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| Couldn’t afford a baby crib, I slept up in a sock drawer
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| Interscope they thought it was a joke but it was not so
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| They tried to have a nigga do that fast food pop flow
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| I’m secret with ingredients, my lyrics is home cooked
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| Some reefer and a yellow bitch that’s thick as a phone book
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| All I need, a fool with the tools to succeed
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| Take this G out of me and then you mix it with Cali weed
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| I would say this shit turned me to a monster but bitch I’ve been a beast
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| Gangster Gibbs greasy as a church’s chicken 20-piece
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| It should be mandatory that this shit is self-explanatory
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| Malcolm of the Mid, no other nigga in my category
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| It’s mandatory that this shit is self-explanatory
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| Malcolm of the Mid, no other nigga in my category
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| Gibbs |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Midwest Malcolm (Inhale) , by - Freddie Gibbs. Song from the album Midwestgangstaboxframecadillacmuzik, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп