Freddie Gibbs - Big Boss Rabbit (Lyrics)
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🎤 Lyrics Freddie Gibbs - Big Boss Rabbit
00:00 There's never any doubts in my mind
00:01 Because I'm the best in the world
00:02 Even though a lot of you don't like to hear that
00:04 I just, it's sad, 'cause I'm the best, you know what I mean?
00:06 I, sometimes, I don't wanna believe in myself
00:08 But it's the truth, I'm the best
00:09 And I'm just convinced, you know what I mean?
00:11 These fellas, how dare them challenge me
00:14 With their somewhat primiti-primitive skills
00:16 They're just as good as dead
00:18 Slammin', big MAC-11, back of the seven on some boss shit (Yeah)
00:21 I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit (Woo)
00:24 Stack it like Pringles, you want a single? It's gon' cost you (Yeah)
00:27 Slow on that heroin, I don't sell them bitches too often (Ah)
00:29 Man, my jewelry like some laser beams (Bling)
00:32 Step out with your lady, shoot some babies on the Maybelline (Yeah)
00:33 And overdose the stroller, cut the co-co with the ketamine (Sh)
00:36 Dope and ibuprofen in my bowl, I got them recipes (Skrrt)
00:38 Boss shit, shoot it like Steph, I just hit the three and I wasn't even lookin'
00:42 Your favorite rapper just hit the stage, well, bitch, we 'bout to book 'em
00:45 Bitches in love with us, keep the pussy, I just keep it pushin' (Yeah)
00:47 My baby momma's knew the job was crooked before they took it (Bitch)
00:49 Kane Train reckless, bitch, we runnin' shit
00:51 Just touched down in the airport,
00:53 Louis V backpack full of them hundreds, bitch (Yeah)
00:54 Cleaner than McQueen, ho, I'm a gangster, not no lover, bitch
00:56 Grammy afterparty bitch, we rock it like we won it, bitch (Yeah)
00:58 Boss shit, big MAC-11, back of the seven on some boss shit (Yeah)
01:01 I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit (Brr)
01:04 Stack it like Pringles, you want a single? It's gon' cost you (Yeah)
01:07 CEO rabbit, young Freddie Kane, I'm on some boss shit (Yeah)
01:09 Big MAC-11, back of the seven on some boss shit (Brrat)
01:12 I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit (Brrat)
01:14 Stack it like Pringles, you want a single? It's gon' cost you (Bitch)
01:17 Pull up to your funeral, man, shoot up your fuckin' coffin (Brrt)
01:19 I blow your house up with that hunnid drum (Yeah, yeah)
01:21 No Hot 100, I'm a hot boy with some murder ones (Yeah, yeah)
01:23 Cash money Kane, big number one Sunday, you my youngest son
01:26 See my first crackhead like that Beamer back in '91 (Bitch)
01:29 And I been on the blaze since 2Pac was rockin' the Gumby fade
01:31 Fuckin' up my cup with this Activis like some lemonade
01:33 Bitches big B-L, if you violate, you're a renegade
01:36 Know trigger fingers, ain't have to type on your Twitter page
01:38 Freddie Krueger, P-90 Ruger, I'm keepin' on 'em (Yeah)
01:41 Niggas say they ain't losin' sleep, tell 'em, "I'm sleepin' on 'em" (Bitch)
01:44 Got heavy traffic, the neighbors might call the people on 'em
01:46 Surround your car with ARs, I put the reaper on 'em
01:48 Death wish, reach 'em with that automatic shotty, that's a death kiss
01:51 Niggas be pullin' through, so I aim above the neck, bitch
01:54 Fly with it on me, I got my blicky on the jet, bitch
01:56 Ready to set it off and I put that on the set, bitch (Yeah)
01:59 Boss shit, big MAC-11, back of the seven on some boss shit (Yeah)
02:01 I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit (Brr)
02:04 Stack it like Pringles, you want a single? It's gon' cost you (Bitch)
02:06 CEO rabbit, young Freddie Kane, I'm on some boss shit (Yeah)
02:09 Big MAC-11, back of the seven on some boss shit (Brrat)
02:11 I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit (Brrat)
02:13 Stack it like Pringles, you want a single? It's gon' cost you (Bitch)
02:16 Pull up to your funeral, man, shoot up your fuckin' coffin (Brrt)
02:18 Haha, nigga
02:21 Hahahahaha
02:23 Don't violate
02:27 I'm violent
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Freddie Gibbs - Big Boss Rabbit (Lyrics)
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