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letra de space rabbit - freddie gibbs

[intro]
i could do this sh-t all way through, f-ck this sh-t
yeah, huh, gang, yeah

[pre-chorus]
ayo, let’s get paper and pop mo’ with hoes up in skyscr-pers (yeah, yeah)
it’s king rabbit, i rap, but i’ll pull a drug caper (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
cocaine city, cold as a dope fiend titty (yeah)
sellin’ fetty so i can front up in the 850 (yeah)
somethin’ in the sf90 ‘rari electrical (skrrt)
sp-ce rabbit push sp-ce coupe straight out of monaco (yeah, yeah)
[verse 1]
sp-ce kane, sp-ce age pimpin’, mj and ball and them (yeah)
43rd and main, used to cut the dope with klonopin
boy, they gon’ fake you, hate you, underrate you (underrate you)
that b-tch gon’ always turn around, yo, that’s the crazy thing about them tables (yeah, yeah)
nothing but drug mules in my stable (yeah, uh)
you either whip it or you ship it, gave that goofy ho an ultimatum
sucked me in the ‘vette, so i had to give her the keys to it
once i drop this sh-t, bet them members be locking p’s to it
million used to feel like a dream, now i can breeze through it (now i can breeze through it)
i remember back when i used to wanna be g-unit (g-unit)
record labels said i sound like buck, they had the rabbit man f-cked up
they dropped me off, they cut my nuts
and i was down bad on my luck
this novacane straight off the bluff
i taste that sh-t and i got a rush
i had to stop drinkin’ that lean, that sh-t was f-ckin’ up my gut
gun fights and sleepless nights, you see the pain all in my face
package smell like gasoline, we got them things off in the tank
big vl and i’m the big boss mafioso, i got rank
don’t need my son to be no doctor, he can always take my place
pr-ck his finger and kiss him, now he initiated
sunday night through thursday, you hit me, i get you situated
wonder if i’m headed for h-ll and my soul obliterated
neighbor kids just hit me, they mama just sold the ‘frigerator (sold the ‘frigerator)
[chorus]
cocaine city, cold as a dope fiend titty
sellin’ fetty so i can front up in the 850
somethin’ in the sf90 ‘rari electrical
sp-ce rabbit push sp-ce coupe straight out of monaco

[verse 2]
skinny suge knight, i put that on my mama, ho (that’s on my mama, ho)
dripping that ice, how you robbers gon’ rob the robber, ho? (yeah)
sp-ce kane, sp-ce age pimpin’, mj and ball and them
insane, one way gang, i’m with the mob and them
these n-ggas lame, they say they gang, but they don’t claim it often
i know the feds, they know my name, my picture’s in they office
address that man as mr. kane until they drop the coffin
i gave ’em forty bars of pain like allen i, i cross ’em, yeah

[outro]
uh, yeah
sp-ce kane
thank you for being a valued guest as the triple s
please bare with us as turbulent weather conditions have caused unforeseen power outages

no wonder n0body wants to do your album, freddie
come on, freddie
let’s go

- freddie gibbs

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