Freddie Gibbs - Lose Control (feat. BJ the Chicago Kid) Lyrics

Bitch I'm ten toes in itNot a fake a facade or a cloned imageeraptionwhen ya'll jumped in the streets with my own spinachTryin' to get straight up off this shit so that I can go on livin'No song spinnin' so I resort to this zone flippin'Something must wrong wit emHe takin' this shit for grantedTry to ride up in the house with no lightsI can't teach ya how to dougieBut I can teach ya bout this thuggin'Keepin' it thourough, keep your mouth closed, niggaKeep it one-hundredKeep yo head up out my goddamn pocket and keep it pushin'Keep the reefer keep the white keep the sulfur just keep it cookin'But keep in mind that any given day you can die for thisAs I bag this dope I'm prayin' one day that I could justMake an honest piece of changeProlly change the way I liveI'm something niggas can't defendGangster Gibbs, straight out the fridge, forty belowNo introduction needed cause niggas already knowYou already know thisBut I'm the motherfuckin' coldestYou sayin' that you did that, lived thatBut you ain't quite this, niggaCause you already noticedBut I'm the motherfuckin coldestI keep it really realSayin' what the fuck I feelSo let me talk my shit[Gibbs]: So what you talkin' bout, bitch?Really ain't shit if you ain't talk bout thisI'm runnin' raps around these rappers scratchin' em off my listsShe off that rocker so it's hard for her to stay off my dickTryin' get rich and let the dollars flow throughout my cliqueSo we can break breadAnd never ever be brokenYak tosin, these ID bitches on my balcony, smokinWe turns them out without a doubt they mouth about to be openShe put her tongue on Valerie while I'm strokin'I'm that nigga playin it simpleFresh out the G, the MTV, check her credentialsHey been a nigga figure since the Jacksons left the cityReppin' the hardest niggas ain't know that we was rappin' in my cityAnd regardless if I got supporter backin' from my cityThey'll remember me as the the nigga that got it crackin' for my cityAnd on the mic I never have off nightsCause every line I write is straight frostbite, niggaAnd you already know thisBut I'm the motherfuckin' coldestYou sayin' that you did that, lived thatBut you ain't quite this, niggaCause you already noticedBut I'm the motherfuckin coldestI keep it really realSayin' what the fuck I feelSo let me talk my shit[Gibbs]: So what you talkin' bout, bitch?To keep the streets hot, that's my desireAnd to hell with the labelsTill it's time for us to sit down at the tableIf I don't focus on meAnd I speak from my heartSo you know I'mma keep it realSo much bullshit in the last six months tried to take my focusBut on a lotta situations them people have to hocus pocusIf anybody ever asks a dumb question like "Will BJ make it?"Give them a dollar and say "God bless you, cause you must be a basehead"And you already know thisBut I'm the motherfuckin' coldestYou sayin' that you did that, lived thatBut you ain't quite this, niggaCause you already noticedBut I'm the motherfuckin coldestI keep it really realSayin' what the fuck I feelSo let me talk my shit[Gibbs]: So what you talkin' bout, bitch?