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• Artiste: Danny Brown
• Titre: The Return
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Featuring Freddie Gibbs (Verse 1: Danny Brown) See they think I'm a fuck nigga But if they ever see me then they might have to duck, nigga Like what, nigga? Before your ass can answer, get your whole shit bust, nigga Them rolls off them ashes, drinking Fiji water Wanna pull me in that fire when I'm trynna feed my daughter Wanna snatch my mommas plate, and tell her she can't eat And we gone have us some discrepancies right here in this grief Because the weak don't speak, get left in silence And when you don't listen, gotta speak with violence And duck-tape the grandma, strip a man his orders Out here tryna be a G, now you wish you a goner I walk with the Gods with the tounges for the devil Tryna keep a nigga thirsty so for rain I pray mercy (Hook: Danny Brown) The return of the gangsta cause niggas don't believe I roll hotter than my sleeve, leave a nigga in the street The return of the gangster cause niggas got deals This rap shit don't work then its back to selling krills Return of the gangster cause niggas want that real Want that old Danny Brown but nigga Im like chill Return of the gangster fuck a hipster, squeeze the trigger You got me fucked up, I'm a hood ass nigga (Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs) Eastside niggas keep roaches in the ash tray Twenty thousand out the public housing on a bad day Dropped it in the chronic finna lock it thats some bad yay Tryna save my soul I wish the lord would meet me half way Devil on my shoulder as Im whipping up this yola And them motor minnesota Only option is a shoot out if the police pull me over This shit get real as shit thats on your Playstation controller Call of Duty ass nigga Dick in the booty ass nigga Don't po' up, don’t do throw up and I don’t get no gas wit ya Feel like fuck the world, it ain’t no friends up in this business Fuck my label, show them I’m the real realest nigga in there Gangsta Gibbs, bitch (Hook: Freddie Gibbs) It’s the return of the gangsta, bankster Before ya just wanna be thug, perpetrators and wanksters Your wifey turn inside that nigga out, re-paint ya Well it’s just a crime bout it cuz it’s not in my nature (motherfucker)