Freddie Gibbs - Big Boss Rabbit (Lyrics)

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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