Black Illuminati(feat. Jadakiss) (Explicit)
Freddie Gibbs"Black Illuminati(feat. Jadakiss) (Explicit)" ist ein Song von Freddie Gibbs, 2021, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:27, 135 lines / 807 words.
Songtext
0:02Slammin' Used To Sleep On The Floor With A Kel Tec
0:05Got A Bag I Can't Bag Yet Because It's Still Wet
0:08Reaper Man I Pay Him A Visit
0:09Ain't Paid His Bills Yet
0:10Brain Hemorrhage Blunt Force Trauma
0:12I Make Him Feel That
0:13I Wrap And Seal That
0:15Sent Out The Bricks That Had The Nike Swoosh Stamps
0:17I'm Just Doing It For The Camp
0:18Ni*ga Showed Them To The Plug
0:19Now He Shoppin' Behind My Back Uh
0:21One Thing About That Bi*ch Karma She Coming Back
0:24If You Trapping Keep A Strap Close
0:25Nowadays This s**t Became A Trend To Snake
0:27Your Homies Out 'cause Everybody Backdoor
0:29But Everybody Black Though
0:31I Let The fiends Catch A Bean
0:32Used To Vomit Off The Secondhand Crack Smoke
0:35Ni*ga Got That PTSD From Testin' The Key
0:37Gums Numb Hope I Didn't Purchase Work From The F E Ds
0:40'Cause Every Time I See The Judge
0:41It's Like A Scary Movie
0:43Fu*k The Court Real Ni*ga Can't Do No Jury Duty
0:45Internet Done Altered This s**t
0:46Through A Different Game Now
0:48I Don't Rap About Dead Opps I Let His Name Die
0:50Shame How They Blackball Kane
0:52They Scratched My Name Out
0:53I Pushed It Longer Than
0:54I Expected To Get My Name Hot
0:56Freddie Gibbs:
0:56They Wanna Take Me Out This Game Like Sha'Carri
0:58Black Illuminati Touch Big Rabbit
1:00Streets Need A Body
1:01I Got All Of Them Leeches Away From Around Me
1:03You Ain't Rich Enough To Get Me Hit
1:05Pu*sy Go Up The Bounty Uh
1:06Freddie Gibbs:
1:07Spend Some Cheese Bi*ch Chopper Sing Bi*ch
1:09Brew Him Up Had Him Huggin' Them EMTs Bi*ch
1:12Turn The Witness To Stevie Wonder
1:13Ho You Ain't Seen s**t
1:14Youngins On A Mando' Slide
1:16This s**t Routine Bi*ch
1:17Delta 88 With A Cool Knot In My Tube Socks
1:20Now I Push The Goons Through
1:21The Boondocks In The Countach
1:23Penthouse In The City
1:23My Bops Giving Me Rooftop
1:25Told Them Free My Ni*ga G Weeder
1:27Ho Let The Roots Out
1:28You Feel My Energy They Gone Remember Me
1:30Ain't Never Had A Friend Like Me
1:32Your Enemy My Enemy
1:33Lambo Crashed The Whip
1:34And Got Plates In Both Shoulders
1:36If He Didn't Live Through That Accident
1:37This s**t Could've Been Over Yeah
1:38Freddie Gibbs:
1:39They Wanna Take Me Out This Game Like Sha'Carri
1:41Black Illuminati Afghan Doggy Straight Off The Poppy
1:44I Ain't Trust Him
1:44Had To Dust Him Like Christopher Moltisanti
1:46And It Hurt My Heart To Hurt You
1:47But Ni*ga Streets Need A Body Yeah
1:50I Don't House These h*es Bi*ch Get A Hobby
1:52She Ain't Workin' Then You Ain't Got A Wifey
1:53You Got A Tommy Yeah
1:55I Got All Of Them Leeches Away From Around Me
1:57Bulletproof The Escalade
1:58I Got Iron Like Robert Downey Ni*ga Yeah
2:00Fu*k You Lil' Ni*gas
2:00Uh
2:03Triple S Exercise
2:05Kane
2:06Kiss Haha
2:08It's What We Do Ni*ga
2:09Jadakiss:
2:11I Don't Do The Chrome Heart I Just Do The Home Art
2:13You Can Catch A Headshot Or You Can Catch A Dome Dart
2:16Go Ahead And Put The Kids To Sleep
2:17This The Grown Part
2:19'Fore We Knew What Billboard Was
2:20We Had Our Own Chart
2:21Strapped And They Pull The Car Over
2:23You Take Your Own Charge
2:24Take That
2:24I Ain't Never Worked For Nobody
2:25I Sold My Own Heart
2:26That's Right
2:27Smoke A Fat One In The Back Right In My Own Yard
2:29Playing Dominoes With My Man He In The Boneyard
2:32Now I Can Pay For The Jet Right On My Own Card
2:35Ni*gas Tryna Go Man On Me Man It's On God
2:37Hand To Hand With It
2:38I Ain't Never Played The Phone God
2:40Calisthenics And Cardio Just Tryna Tone God
2:42That's It
2:43Your Man Got The Semi But He Ain't Popping
2:45My Youngin Got The Bricks In The Hemi
2:47And He Ain't Stoppin'
2:48Lil' Extra In The Beginning To Get Him Coppin'
2:50Uh Huh
2:51He Ain't Worried 'cause If They Get Him
2:52I Get Him Cochran
2:53I Got Him
2:53He Know Not To Fu*k With Them Bi*ches
2:55They Get Him Hot Then
2:56He Know
2:56Stay Low finish The Work He Get A Drop Benz
2:58Yeah
2:59They Just Wanna Be Around Money
3:00But They Are Not Friends
3:01Nah
3:01Until You Fall Back From Them
3:03That's Where The Plot Ends
3:04Yeah
3:04I've Been Repping The Apple Since It Was Rotten
3:06Mmh
3:07When You A Golden
3:08You Can Never Be Forgotten
3:09Never
3:09They Gotta Ram It
3:10You Don't Ever Let The Cops In
3:12Never
3:12I Can Have Your Funeral In The Top Ten
3:15Woo
3:15A Lot Of Ni*gas Are Nice But They Are Not Him
3:17Jada
3:17It's Really Nothing That You Can Do To Stop Him
3:20Hater
3:20Call Him The God MC Just Like Rakim
3:22Woo
3:23And He Done Took Some L's But Yeah He Got Wins
3:27Mother Fu*ker
Slammin' Used To Sleep On The Floor With A Kel Tec Got A Bag I Can't Bag Yet Because It's Still Wet Reaper Man I Pay Him A Visit Ain't Paid His Bills Yet Brain Hemorrhage Blunt Force Trauma I Make Him Feel That I Wrap And Seal That Sent Out The Bricks That Had The Nike Swoosh Stamps I'm Just Doing It For The Camp Ni*ga Showed Them To The Plug Now He Shoppin' Behind My Back Uh One Thing About That Bi*ch Karma She Coming Back If You Trapping Keep A Strap Close Nowadays This s**t Became A Trend To Snake Your Homies Out 'cause Everybody Backdoor But Everybody Black Though I Let The fiends Catch A Bean Used To Vomit Off The Secondhand Crack Smoke Ni*ga Got That PTSD From Testin' The Key Gums Numb Hope I Didn't Purchase Work From The F E Ds 'Cause Every Time I See The Judge It's Like A Scary Movie Fu*k The Court Real Ni*ga Can't Do No Jury Duty Internet Done Altered This s**t Through A Different Game Now I Don't Rap About Dead Opps I Let His Name Die Shame How They Blackball Kane They Scratched My Name Out I Pushed It Longer Than I Expected To Get My Name Hot Freddie Gibbs: They Wanna Take Me Out This Game Like Sha'Carri Black Illuminati Touch Big Rabbit Streets Need A Body I Got All Of Them Leeches Away From Around Me You Ain't Rich Enough To Get Me Hit Pu*sy Go Up The Bounty Uh Freddie Gibbs: Spend Some Cheese Bi*ch Chopper Sing Bi*ch Brew Him Up Had Him Huggin' Them EMTs Bi*ch Turn The Witness To Stevie Wonder Ho You Ain't Seen s**t Youngins On A Mando' Slide This s**t Routine Bi*ch Delta 88 With A Cool Knot In My Tube Socks Now I Push The Goons Through The Boondocks In The Countach Penthouse In The City My Bops Giving Me Rooftop Told Them Free My Ni*ga G Weeder Ho Let The Roots Out You Feel My Energy They Gone Remember Me Ain't Never Had A Friend Like Me Your Enemy My Enemy Lambo Crashed The Whip And Got Plates In Both Shoulders If He Didn't Live Through That Accident This s**t Could've Been Over Yeah Freddie Gibbs: They Wanna Take Me Out This Game Like Sha'Carri Black Illuminati Afghan Doggy Straight Off The Poppy I Ain't Trust Him Had To Dust Him Like Christopher Moltisanti And It Hurt My Heart To Hurt You But Ni*ga Streets Need A Body Yeah I Don't House These h*es Bi*ch Get A Hobby She Ain't Workin' Then You Ain't Got A Wifey You Got A Tommy Yeah I Got All Of Them Leeches Away From Around Me Bulletproof The Escalade I Got Iron Like Robert Downey Ni*ga Yeah Fu*k You Lil' Ni*gas Uh Triple S Exercise Kane Kiss Haha It's What We Do Ni*ga Jadakiss: I Don't Do The Chrome Heart I Just Do The Home Art You Can Catch A Headshot Or You Can Catch A Dome Dart Go Ahead And Put The Kids To Sleep This The Grown Part 'Fore We Knew What Billboard Was We Had Our Own Chart Strapped And They Pull The Car Over You Take Your Own Charge Take That I Ain't Never Worked For Nobody I Sold My Own Heart That's Right Smoke A Fat One In The Back Right In My Own Yard Playing Dominoes With My Man He In The Boneyard Now I Can Pay For The Jet Right On My Own Card Ni*gas Tryna Go Man On Me Man It's On God Hand To Hand With It I Ain't Never Played The Phone God Calisthenics And Cardio Just Tryna Tone God That's It Your Man Got The Semi But He Ain't Popping My Youngin Got The Bricks In The Hemi And He Ain't Stoppin' Lil' Extra In The Beginning To Get Him Coppin' Uh Huh He Ain't Worried 'cause If They Get Him I Get Him Cochran I Got Him He Know Not To Fu*k With Them Bi*ches They Get Him Hot Then He Know Stay Low finish The Work He Get A Drop Benz Yeah They Just Wanna Be Around Money But They Are Not Friends Nah Until You Fall Back From Them That's Where The Plot Ends Yeah I've Been Repping The Apple Since It Was Rotten Mmh When You A Golden You Can Never Be Forgotten Never They Gotta Ram It You Don't Ever Let The Cops In Never I Can Have Your Funeral In The Top Ten Woo A Lot Of Ni*gas Are Nice But They Are Not Him Jada It's Really Nothing That You Can Do To Stop Him Hater Call Him The God MC Just Like Rakim Woo And He Done Took Some L's But Yeah He Got Wins Mother Fu*ker
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