ransom

ransom - Demise lyrics

rate me

Ft. Freddie Gibbs

(Intro)

Uh, huh, it's real glorious

Painful at the same time though

I know y'all hear me

Presidential, yeah

(Hook)

When 2 gangsters collide

Ya can look a nigga eye 2 eye & tell him why

Somebody probly got to die

Them niggas sittin' plottin' our demise

We on the rise, these 2 gangsters arrive

A man is not a man witout his pride

It's no surprise, our main goal is 2 survive

Until my soul's floatin' in the sky I tell them why

(Verse: Ransom)

Me & Gibbs back 2 back fuck the middleman

Big coppa, say hello 2 my lil friend

On the corner playin' dice until I win again

Fuck the law, put me in the ring 2 fight Zimmerman

Come inside lookin' fo' a fingaprint

We at the rose bar toasting 2 my ignorance

These crackers can't believe that I'm innocent

Jon Gotti swag hoppin' in the limo Benz

The gritty tales from a nigga from a dark block

Rest in peace 2 that nigga that's from far rocks

& 2 this very day it's still a soft spot

I wish I had a last word befo' his heart stopped

That's why these rap niggas is a joke

Erry nigga got a choppa, erry nigga sellin' coke

I'm the type of nigga that ya don't wanna approach

Killin' paper wit this pen get this $ then I rolled

(Hook)

When 2 gangsters collide

Ya can look a nigga eye 2 eye & tell him why

Somebody probly got to die

Them niggas sittin' plottin' our demise

We on the rise, these 2 gangsters arrive

A man is not a man witout his pride

It's no surprise, our main goal is 2 survive

Until my soul's floatin' in the sky I tell them why

(Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs)

Yeah, this that razor sharp guillotine rap

Straight afta I let that microwave crackin' machine gat

Trip 2 New York I bet niggas bag what I bring back

Life sentence worth o' dope in the trunk, I done seen that

OGs neva showed me, was way 2 greedy 2 teach me

I'll chug a deuce & throw up the Rollie no need fo' speaking

Don't need a bitch to snitch on me

Rollin' the CD, creepin'

I'll pop out wit that choppa weed n' hussy police's

That Dolce & that super sport

I'm valet parkin' no caddy ya in that dooba boy

Black 45 wit no masks on, that's how I knew ya boy

Figure what the fuck ya got shooter if ya ain't gon' use em fo'

Ya lose it boy

Gangster got yo bitch 2 plug me wit, Barry White on the Beats Pill

Freddie came baby the wolf dressed as the sheep still

Nigga went from straight dime status 2 dirty black bastard

Evil seed till I bleed, give it up fo' Ransom

(Hook)

When 2 gangsters collide

Ya can look a nigga eye 2 eye & tell him why

Somebody probly got to die

Them niggas sittin' plottin' our demise

We on the rise, these 2 gangsters arrive

A man is not a man witout his pride

It's no surprise, our main goal is 2 survive

Until my soul's floatin' in the sky I tell them why

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