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Careless (Explicit) - Freddie Gibbs
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah gold crown top down as I cruise with a bad ho
Yeah i-9 from Chicago
I got the w**d and the p**sy but the money on my mind though
I got a line on the five pack
A hundred thangs on the scale motherf**ker can you buy that
She pop that p**sy and rewind that
And suck a **** as I get twisted and listen to do or die rap
Freddie Kane young Corleone
Hoppin' out the van wit' the bows of the strong
Ni**a gettin' paid from the sh*t that I record
Here my lord wit' the pack when a ni**a came home
Told my ni**a we be smokin' and chokin' rollin' it's all the same
Druggin' and still thuggin' it's all a game
Real ni**a 'bout to cash out
I need my rims on my cars when I pull them b**ches off the lot
F**k the top cop the drop
And these hoes be on my jock for my hot
Car and watch but this pimpin' never stop
Tired or not what you thought
And this paper turn 'em out
What she 'bout ain't no doubt
Thank god I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
And these hoes I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
Pesos I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
And she know I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
Thank god I got a
And I don't mean to be so careless baby
One thing on my mind it's the way I came up
So don't catch no feelings
Girl you playin' wit' the motherf**kin' realest
I'm a tell you that one more time
I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
And these hoes I got a lot got a lot got a lot
Pesos I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
And she know I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
Thank god I got a
Yeah gold crown top down as I cruise with a bad ho
Yeah i-5 on the west coast
And I done been around the world
But in cali they blow the best d**e
B**ches and palm trees I''m on when I came here
Plug was up north I pushed to the yay then
Shout-out my niggas I got a ton when the weight in
Feedin' my thugs I''m pullin' dubs in the state pen
F**kin' with frederico soprano
Niggas actin' monkey my clip I got a banana
Rollin' with guerillas these niggas don't want no banter
I just might go flippin' go back and forth with them hammers
Ni**a we be smokin' and chokin' rollin' it's all the same
Druggin' and still thuggin' it's all a game
Full clip on the k thang
I got a shotty in the motherf**kin' trunk ni**a don't get popped
F**k the cops bodies drop
And these feds be on my block round the clock stop and watch
But this thuggin' never stop
Get that rock what you thought
And these haters talk a lot ain't gon' pop a hundred shots
Thank god I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
And you know I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
And these hoes I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
Pesos I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
Thank god I got a
And I don't mean to be so careless baby eh
One thing on my mind it's the way I came up
So don't catch no feelings
Girl you playin' wit' the motherf**kin' realest
I'm a tell you that one more time
I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
These hoes I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
Pesos I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
And she know I got a lot I got a lot I got a lot
Thank god I got a