Face Down

[Freddie Gibbs] I'm 'gnac'd out and I'm geeked up Stay chief'd up with my heat tucked These ho niggas can't be us Get the crime tape and white sheets up Bitch, only make that thug shit Hat broke off in your club shit Much love to the Lords, and the Folks And the Stones, and the Foes, all the niggas I'm plugged wit' Y'all niggas ain't in these streets man Did naan dirt in this D game I done bust shots, said fuck cops Let the blades chop and my beats bang And I know y'all hoes gon' hate that Straight chopper off in your face rap Take jewels off then get pulled off You come around us then we take that I'm straight off Gangsta Island so you know I'm on that gangster shit Gangsta Gibbs kitchen whippin' zippers, bumpin' Gangsta NIP And them gangsta bitches don't want nothin' but that gangsta dick Stay puffin' on that stanky shit, take a deep breath then take a hit We thugs Make money, make money, money, money Take money, take money, money, money Every time I come around Face down, on the ground