paroles de chanson Gat Damn - Madlib , Freddie Gibbs
Yeah,
pour
some
liquor,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Free
my
niggas,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Pour
some
liquor,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
(This
shit,
nigga,
for
real
though),
yeah
Man,
I
miss
my
nigga
Greg,
pour
some
liquor,
yeah,
yeah
I
got
homies
in
the
feds,
free
my
niggas,
yeah,
yeah
I
just
wrapped
a
hundred
cash,
zipped
it
in
the
air,
yeah
I'ma
go
fuck
up
a
bag,
know
that
ho
can't
stand
that
Yeah,
I
got
shooters
but
I'm
duckin'
shooters
Pop
'em
up,
they
hit
the
homie
sister,
guess
we
both
the
loser
Po-po
pull
me
over
with
a
half
a
kilo
and
a
Ruger
I
can't
move
the
same,
I
gotta
readjust
how
I
maneuver
I
reminisce
that
feeling
when
I
think
about
it
A
million
in
the
bank,
I
used
to
dream
about
it
No
heat
up
in
the
whip,
I
used
to
sleep
up
out
it
Up
in
the
morning
whippin'
cocaina
'bout
it,
yeah,
yeah
I
got
bags,
ho,
is
you
fuckin'
with
me?
Yeah,
yeah
Time
to
blast,
ho,
is
you
fuckin'
with
me?
Yeah,
yeah
Let
that
yayo
dry
on
the
table,
droppin'
fat
slabs
Porsche
Spyder
look
like
a
spaceship,
they
like,
"Goddamn"
Ah,
goddamn,
I'm
callin'
Lam'
MoneyGram,
go
send
the
bail,
I'm
in
a
jam
In
the
jail,
I'm
in
the
cell,
can't
see
the
fam
Say
my
prayers,
alhamdulillah,
no
bacon
ham
Bacon
ham,
and
cold
salami,
that's
all
they
serve
us
Stomach
hurtin',
the
devil
working,
but
I
ain't
nervous
Beat
the
verdict,
but
lost
a
milli',
guess
life
ain't
perfect
Whippin'
birdies,
the
devil
working,
but
I
ain't
nervous
I
reminisce
that
feeling
when
I
think
about
it
A
million
in
the
bank,
I
used
to
dream
about
it
No
heat
up
in
the
whip,
I
used
to
sleep
up
out
it
I
take
the
pot
and
whip
a
Cuban
link
up
out
it,
yeah,
yeah
I
got
bags,
ho,
is
you
fuckin'
with
me?
Yeah,
yeah
We
can
blast,
ho,
is
you
fuckin'
with
me?
Yeah,
yeah
Let
that
yayo
dry
on
the
table,
droppin'
fat
slabs
Porsche
Spyder
look
like
a
spaceship,
they
like,
"Goddamn"
Yeah,
pour
some
liquor,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Free
my
niggas,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Pour
some
liquor,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Free
my
niggas,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
See,
man,
free
that
nigga,
yeah,
yeah
Hot
dog,
uh
Free
my
nigga,
yeah,
yeah
I
know
how
it
be,
man
You
know,
pent
down
in
that
motherfucker,
yeah
I
remember
I
was
on,
on
bail
and
shit,
you
know
what
I'm
sayin'?
This,
this,
damn,
the
beat
ran
out
Fuck
it,
that's
enough
right
there
Fuck
it,
I
ain't
even
gotta
talk
no
shit
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