Freddie Gibbs - Deuces lyrics

rate me

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Nigga can you move, yeah?

yeah

Hook:

Choppin’ up the yayo on the table, can you move it?

we just makin money let these haters make excuses

let them drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive

Jump back in my foreign back, shot that bitch to deuces.

Choppin’ up the yayo on the table, can you move it?

we just makin money let these haters make excuses

let them drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive

Jump back in my foreign back, shot that bitch to deuces.

Deuces, deuces, yeah bitch I shot that bitch to

Deuces, deuces, yeah bitch is shot that bitch to

Deuces, deuces, yeah bitch I shot that bitch to

Deuces, deuces, yeah

Yeah, let’s get, never give no fuck

Yeah we fight hitters in the drop

Getting nigga to the tone, to the ground

And your mother*cking down on the windows up

Yeah, better came rubbers eith windows goes out

Hitters out but they ain’t .. mouth, yeah

And we f*ck with them niggas that we talk about a ..

This is how goes down, this is how goes down til the lights off

Why back drop now, get the park off

Tell em straight, get a tape nigga white chop

So go nigga ‘cause you might get talk

So go ‘cause a nigga might ..

But this time call when a nigga get right ..

And know a man mother*cker thata hitter is on for a little bit round

And a bite shit, so how you live nigga?

in this .. all day, every day till the day I die,

Young nigga, young nigga it was .. and a nigga knock on ride

I’ma ride till this ..

Young nigga, drug dealer, got a squad from the given till the young gonna ride

[Hook:]

Niggas gang bang in the deuces

Niggas cant slang in the deuces

Yeah on the foreign thing was on the forty dollars

Said the box .. your deuces

And get everything in the trunk ..

Like a bang attached and stupid

Let’s f*ck with .. the bitch need ..

Yeah nigga just got them .. nigga fine off

Uh, crack .. right off

Nigga wanna stay for everything but I’ma picture this inside on

And a nigga just got a mother*cker nine off

Crack up cooking up ..

Nigga get fifties in the motherf*cking ..

Round and the dope .. every tired off, goddamn

And this ABK off .. till the day I die

Young nigga, drug dealer, got .. from the killers

And they all gonna cry

Till this ABK, all day, every day till the day I die

Young nigga, drug dealer, got a scar from the killers

And they all gonna cry.

Hook:

Choppin’ up the yale on the table, can you move it?

we can make it money let these haters make excuses

let them drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive

Jump back in my foreign back, shut that bitch to deuces.

Choppin’ up the yale on the table, can you move it?

we can make it money let these haters make excuses

let them drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive

Jump back in my foreign back, shut that bitch to deuces.

Deuces, deuces, yeah bitch I shut that bitch to

Deuces, deuces, yeah bitch is shut that bitch to

Deuces, deuces, yeah bitch I shut that bitch to

Deuces, deuces, yeah

Thanks to kushmane12 for correcting these lyrics