womb 2 the tomb

Singer:freddie gibbs

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that's right

i told y'all we was bringin' that midwestgangstaboxframecadillacmuzik to life today

gangster gibbs

it's only the start

i'm rolling solo in my four door

got my speakers on bang

trunk full of that {?}

finna go make a stain with that cocaine

i'm on my way to cop it

chop it

gotta get paper

bitch

got your favorite shit and what you lace it with?

they hate the kid

niggas thought they could phase the kid

step back and appraise the kid

the neck is lit

this major shit

niggas ain't do me no favors

bitch

don't ask for none

and niggas that ain't my peeps shouldn't even think to speak

i pack them guns

they yap and run

you showed them my buzz?

i'll sweep your street

we taking and making that dough

nigga

jacking and breaking them o's

nigga

ask any motherfucker on my block

ms. watts ain't raise no hoes nigga

i keep a bitch on her toes

nigga

freddie the one that she chose

nigga

my dough bigger

my flow sicker than most niggas

i show bitches that i ain't the one they be playing with

i'm 'bout my money

my paper

my cheddar

my bread

you hear me jap out on these beats

'cause i'm in the streets

the streets is keeping me fed

these niggas 'll leave me for dead

if they get the chance

come at my head to try to advance

but will i last?

fuck yea-'cause i'm 'a blast

nigga

from the cradle to the grave

the womb to the tomb

i'm 'a get it

win or lose

i'm just out here making moves

from the womb to the tomb

to the cradle to the grave

'til i check up out this bitch

i'm out this bitch

getting paid

from the cradle to the grave

the womb to the tomb

i'm 'a get it

win or lose

i'm just out here making moves

from the womb to the tomb

to the cradle to the grave

'til i check up out this bitch

i'm out this bitch

getting paid

ey

i can't be hospitable

if the shit ain't profitable

send him to the hospital slow

then we gon' let his children know

can't go places that pill 'll go

might post up at the liquor store

chop it down and distribute blow

might get fresh and go pimp a hoe

i didn't know that's your sister

though

look

stand under this mistletoe

give that four-five

a kiss

you bitch

'fore i let this trigger go

cold-hearted for cash

a damn dummy for ducats

sold the hardest of glass

my fam hungry

i'm bugging

trucking

tucking

don't get stuck in shit

what is this?

the components of a fuck-you-upper

knuckle upper

gutter nigga

throw the baking soda

drop her proper

english for the slow guys

bacon double whopper

i need more cheese and more fries

from the rocker to the doctor

delivery room to the morgue

if you live by the sword

take this chopper

go get guaped up

or get killed trying for it

take this chopper

go get guaped up

or get killed trying for it

from the cradle to the grave

the womb to the tomb

i'm 'a get it

win or lose

i'm just out here making moves

from the womb to the tomb

to the cradle to the grave

'til i check up out this bitch

i'm out this bitch

getting paid

from the cradle to the grave

the womb to the tomb

i'm 'a get it

win or lose

i'm just out here making moves

from the womb to the tomb

to the cradle to the grave

'til i check up out this bitch

i'm out this bitch

getting paid

yo

i done played niggas

made niggas

come up off that yay

nigga

what you think you brave

nigga?

i'm 'a get down for my pay

nigga

spray niggas

lay niggas out flat

will he live?"

Lyric Context: womb 2 the tomb - freddie gibbs