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Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist – Willie Lloyd Lyrics

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Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist – Willie Lloyd Lyrics

Willie by Freddie Gibbs & .

[Intro]
Can’t tell me a motha fucking thing, bruh
Yeah, straight from hood like
Yeah, had my nets on this devil, yeah
Yeah, show them niggas
Told them niggas, I’ma show them niggas, what up
Yeah, told them niggas and I show them niggas, where at
Yeah, told them niggas and I show them niggas, where at
Ugh, yeah

[Verse – Freddie Gibbs]
Straight out the sewer like Das EFX
Which one of you f–k n—-s want it next
In my dreams I see faces of death
I’ma pray for you hoes, get your Rosary, cross your chest
Your soprano can’t fade me like Thanos
I just chipped a whole damn piano up out the west
Hit Chicago up, might f–k around ball out like baller
And go put 500 thangs on the jet
I just picked up 500 thangs on the strip
N—a rap with a 100 hundred pack in the Lyft
OG n—-s they told me that they see me moving
That they had the hookers in ’96
Black Tony told ’em Chichi get the ye
Line of scrimmage, Peyton Manning, switch the play
Pour the up holy water all up in the Jesus piece
Wash a real n—a’s sins away
Yeah, took it from the devil’s mouth
I hammer nets on the roof of the devil’s house
Chop a dime bag or chop with the metal out
Percocet, weed and codeine brought the devil out
Brought coke in momma house, let the devil in
Dropped us a zip, took on off, ain’t gone never win
I’m so sick of these f—–g rap groupies
I need to find some good p—y to settle in
Hit my plug with the strap, p—y boy
Wanna jack up the pack and a n—a can’t settle for it
I just hit to death
All he do is smoke wet on the steps
And a n—a might hit ’em for it
Six figures, most n—-s never saw it
Almighty dollar, n—a can’t ignore it
Light, gas bill, n—a can’t afford it
Put him on that wet and even wet ’em for it
Yeah
Fed ball rolling, guess me chucking up the vodka, locos
B—h, I run the deck like Willie Lloyd
A n—a got the fans and the feds taking photos
Know we say we’ll load ’em, when you see the logo
Made a half a milli off of Motorola
Percy Miller with the baking soda
Silk the Shocker a rock, I guess he murdered moguls
I’m a giant, n—-s standing on my shoulders
Gave them n—-s game, now they throwing shade

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[Outro]
I know Folks, Crips, Bloods, Renegades
Got respect dripping from a n—a name
Finna load this heat seekers and the guage
Drugs loaded in me when I hit the stage
And the Folks, Crips, Bloods, Renegades
Got respect dripping from a n—a name
N—a what

I know Folks, Crips, Bloods, Renegades
Got respect dripping from a n—a name
N—a what, yeah
Yeah, big dough up on you, wrap it n—a
Bout to zip a pack and then it’s automatic
N—a what

SONG INFO

Released: October 31, 2018

Produced By: The Alchemist

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