Freddie Gibbs - G.i. Pride Lyrics

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[Verse 2:]

I'm comin' live from the

G, A-R-Y

Good or bad, right or wrong

Where the young boys die

No mercy, no pity, not a tear in my eye

Why cry, I'm a blaze another blunt n' get high

Look in the sky, blow the smoke to my niggas

Pray to God for forgiveness

Yes I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' and it's bidness on you bitches

You can go against my wishes and put a stop on my riches

Then my peeps leave you sleep in Lake Michigan with the fishes

Niggas think that it's fictitious till they hear that ratta-tatta

Niggas scatter

Even senior citizens tote the hammer

Thought that Gary, Indiana was movin' on up the ladder

But I guess it didn't matter when the crackers got sick'a Hatcher

They turn their back to us

Introduce crack to us

Got you ridin' with that iron in that black Buick

I been through it, you can feel it in my music

Cook it up and move it

This is how we do it

[Hook:]

I'm comin' live from the

G, A-R-Y

Good or bad, right or wrong

Where the young boys die

No mercy, no pity in my city and it's plain to see

That it ain't no changin' me

Nigga I'm fresh up outta

(Gary Indiana, Gary Gary Indiana)

I'm straight up outta

(Gary Indiana, Gary Gary Indiana)

I said I'm fresh up outta

(Gary Indiana, Gary Gary Indiana)

Nigga I'm straight up outta

(Gary Indiana, Gary Gary Indiana)

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[Verse 3:]

Nigga I represent the East side

7-tier GBT town

Riff block, valley boy

Nigga catch a beat down

Midtown, Marshalltown, Avignon, Goldmiller

GV Concord

Bronx niggas real killas

Etna to Ironwood, full of crazy niggas

Shady niggas, can't forget 'bout my Delaney niggas

And all my homies through the streets of the G

I'm gonna let the streets speak though me

It's for them cats pushin' packs in the hallway

Doin' it the hard way

Posted on the corner like liquor stores on Broadway

Watchin' for the jackals keep 'em clappin for the gunplay

Live for the day

Motherfuck what a nigga say

I'm just showin' off my GI pride

Anywhere the kid go, you know GI ride

So I dedicate this record to my GI thugs

And I bleed the same GI blood

[Hook:]

I'm comin' live from the

G, A-R-Y

Good or bad, right or wrong

Where the young boys die

No mercy, no pity in my city and it's plain to see

That it ain't no changin' me

Nigga I'm fresh up outta

(Gary Indiana, Gary Gary Indiana)

I'm straight up outta

(Gary Indiana, Gary Gary Indiana)

I said I'm fresh up outta

(Gary Indiana, Gary Gary Indiana)

Nigga I'm straight up outta

(Gary Indiana, Gary Gary Indiana)

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