دانلود آهنگ Big Boss Rabbit از Freddie Gibbs

Thereʤs never any doubts in my mind
Because Iʤm the best in the world
Even though a lot of you donʤt like to hear that
I just itʤs sad ʤcause Iʤm the best you know what I mean?
I sometimes I donʤt wanna believe in myself
But itʤs the truth Iʤm the best
And Iʤm just convinced you know what I mean?
These fellas how dare them challenge me
With their somewhat primitive skills
Theyʤre just as good as dead
Slamminʤ big MAC-11 back of the seven on some boss shit Yeah
I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit Woo
Stack it like Pringles you want a single? Itʤs gonʤ cost you Yeah
Slow on that heroin I donʤt sell them bitches too often Ah
Man my jewelry like some laser beams Bling
Step out with your lady shoot some babies on the Maybelline Yeah
And overdose the stroller cut the co-co with the ketamine Sh
Dope and ibuprofen in my bowl I got them recipes Skrrt
Boss shit shoot it like Steph I just hit the three and I wasnʤt even lookinʤ
Your favorite rapper just hit the stage well bitch we ʤbout to book ʤem
Bitches in love with us keep the pussy I just keep it pushinʤ Yeah
My baby mommas knew the job was crooked before they took it Bitch
Kane Train reckless bitch we runninʤ shit
Just touched down in the airport Louis V backpack full of them hundreds bitch Yeah
Cleaner than McQueen ho Iʤm a gangster not no lover bitch Yeah-yeah
Grammy afterparty bitch we rock it like we won it bitch Yeah
Boss shit big MAC-11 back of the seven on some boss shit Yeah
I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit Brr
Stack it like Pringles you want a single? Itʤs gonʤ cost you Yeah
CEO rabbit young Freddie Kane Iʤm on some boss shit Yeah
Big MAC-11 back of the seven on some boss shit Brrat
I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit Brrat
Stack it like Pringles you want a single? Itʤs gonʤ cost you Bitch
Pull up to your funeral man shoot up your fuckinʤ coffin Brrt
I blow your house up with that hunnid drum Yeah yeah
No Hot 100 Iʤm a hot boy with some murder ones Yeah yeah
Cash money Kane big number one Sunday you my youngest son Yeah yeah
See my first crackhead like that Beamer back in ʤ91 Bitch
And I been on the blaze since 2Pac was rockinʤ the Gumby fade Yeah
Fuckinʤ up my cup with this Activis like some lemonade
Bitches big B-L if you violate theyʤll renegade
Know trigger fingers ainʤt have to type on your Twitter page Yeah yeah
Freddie Krueger P-90 Ruger Iʤm keepinʤ on ʤem Yeah
Niggas say they ainʤt losinʤ sleep tell ʤem Iʤm sleepinʤ on ʤem Bitch
Got heavy traffic the neighbors might call the people on ʤem Yeah yeah
Surround your car with ARs I put the reaper on ʤem
Death wish reach ʤem with that automatic shotty thatʤs a death kiss
Niggas be pullinʤ through so I aim above the neck bitch
Fly with it on me I got my blicky on the jet bitch
Ready to set it off and I put that on the set bitch Yeah
Boss shit big MAC-11 back of the seven on some boss shit Yeah
I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit Brr
Stack it like Pringles you want a single? Itʤs gonʤ cost you Bitch
CEO rabbit young Freddie Kane Iʤm on some boss shit Yeah
Big MAC-11 back of the seven on some boss shit Brrat
I put that President on my wrist and I got frostbit Brrat
Stack it like Pringles you want a single? Itʤs gonʤ cost you Bitch
Pull up to your funeral man shoot up your fuckinʤ coffin Brrt
Nigga
Know Iʤm violent
Lilʤ violin