Freddie Gibbs

Freddie Gibbs - Certified Gs ft Slim Thug lyrics

rate me

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

Yo they don’t make it like me no more

And it ain’t too many … one niggers fresh out the g no more

Lot of … here since snitches, bitch don’t mix up your people hoe,

I’ma call my niggers, hit these … clips in your vehicle

… got them bottles coming, bitch you are leave with something

Macking for these bitches, 44 magnum for their niggers

And I just … all the liquor

Let your roll something bitch, I let your roll a hollow tip

Want some… but I guess he smoked..

And now I gotta toss the bitch

Watch you homies and them suckers, what you think you balling with

Niggers tell him dog

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

Listen, real shit kush is what my lungs fill with

I know at times I can be quite hard to deal with

I’m so texting, no license on the weapon

But I’d rather take that chance than leave home without protection

Haters give me head, ... what’s the exception

I practice, never preach, my profession’s no a reverend

Get money first bitches last is not a question

It’s the school of hard knox, and that’s the number one lesson

So sick, we got the pockets on the…

Only gasing till I got enough profit that I’m rich

And niggers acting like they couldn’t picture in

When it’s my time to go, real niggers gonna have…

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

I’m talking turn an oz to a k

Can get you whatever, you pay the right fee

Street’s first, then this rap shit second

Call myself the boss cause all the paper I’m checking

I’m thinking money, you niggers and your feelings

While you all fight each other, I’m out here making millions

Shit stacking to the ceiling, it’s an incredible feeling

I’m going platinum in the…while you at home chilling

Where I’m from man we get it how it come

And if you don’t do that, you dumb…

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many like me homie

It’s like I’m lonely,

The streets we run like…

You talking to the feds, black melons with testimony

On sight when I see you, I’m keeping that pistol on me

So g can’t be confused to a rapper

Since you speaking with the feds, don’t confuse me with a trapper

Proceed to move so swiftly

Cause life … chain and the gun on my waist… come

…most of nigger’s face…

Certified, you could tell a nigger texts his bread…

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g

They don’t make too many niggers like me

Bonified hussler, certified g.

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