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letra de half manne half cocaine - freddie gibbs & madlib

[part i: “half manne”]

[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah
n-gg-s will never learn
yeah
there’s some n-gg-s that never learn
yeah
n-gg-s that never learn

[chorus: freddie gibbs]
bridges burn, tables turn
f-ck n-gg-s, they will never learn (never learn)
not about an almighty dollar, it ain’t my concern (ain’t my concern)
heard you’re gettin’ p-ssy too, outside of me, ain’t my concern (that ain’t my concern)
i just want head in a 458, that’s what i deserve

[verse 1]
n-gg-, i deserve
big old house and two thick b-tches makin’ grits
leather seats in the new candy-painted whip
b-tch, i came out the womb on some gangster sh-t
ho, i knew you was off, you could take a lick
set him up with my b-tch, we can fake a lick
i just broke up a brick on the east with the clique
who you bangin’ with? you know that me and diego be takin’ sh-t

[chorus]
bridges burn, tables turn, f-ck n-gg-s never learn (never learn)
chicken dinner, watchin’ sportscenter when i whip a bird (whip a bird)
heard you’re gettin’ p-ssy too, outside of me ain’t my concern (my concern)
i just want head in a 458, that’s what i deserve

[verse 2]
n-gg-, i deserve
big old house and two thick b-tches bangin’ out
they go p-ssy to p-ssy and mouth to mouth
we don’t need ’em, we beat ’em and pipe ’em out
snitch, you feed ’em and treat ’em and wife ’em out
at the plate, but that p-ssy, you strikin’ out
met the b-tch that’s defeating your bank account
i just turned my mom house to a powder house
got that b-tch powdered out

[chorus]
bridges burn, tables turn, f-ck n-gg-s never learn (never learn)
chicken dinner, watchin’ sportscenter when i whip a bird (whip a bird)
b-tch, i know who did the murder, that ain’t none of your concern (your concern)
i just want head in a 458, that’s what i deserve (i deserve)

[part ii: “half cocaine”]

[verse]
shut the f-ck up
yeah, half man, half cocaine (cocaine)
i just mixed the tylenol with heroin (heroin)
junkies shoot some detergent in their f-ckin’ veins (f-ckin’ veins)
cradle to the grave, n-gg-, crime pays
f-ck with mister k, put your face on one of them picture chains
sugar ray the fade or go john wick with the pistol game
b-tch ain’t crack the safe, got his moms h-t with the pistol whip
move like the yakuza set trip, we clipping off fingertips
b-tch, crack numbin’ up my fingertips
pullin’ strings with my pinkie rings, ar get you hit
i make fifteen jump like trampolines when that package sent
now n-gg-s want them methamphetamines, quick to suckin’ d-ck
suck a d-ck, for the dope up i was rushin’ sh-t
f-ck the needle, she just puff and sniff, snuffleupagus
i got strippers on my f-ckin’ list, f-ck a bucket list
black brains up in buckets, b-tch, michael douglas, b-tch
half man, half cocaine (yeah)
sent sixty pounds of walter white, to white plains (that walter white)
vvs the prezi, skydweller plain
sit your five dollar -ss down before i make change (i make change, n-gg-)
pay for your funeral, get your sh-t arranged
kiss your wife and say, “you were solid,” then go p-ss on your grave
hold that, lock the doggy up with similac
f-ck rap, blood movin’ ounces on the cash app, blatt
half man, half cocaine
i just hit a bank and did the david blaine
one foot in the booth, one in the f-ckin’ cage
if i wrote my raps, you’d be a slave to my f-ckin’ page
freddie kane

[outro]
half man, half cocaine
half man, half cocaine
half man, half cocaine
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- freddie gibbs madlib

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