Game Over
(专辑: Free Crack II - 2014)
[Intro: Both] Gang! You already know what the
fuck it is man, NLMB 150 Roc Block shit man You know no niggas fucking with us man I
tried to tell niggas man, it's over Game over shit [Verse 1: Herb] All I
know, get money fuck bitches and Keep it a
100 plus 50 with my niggas man No Limit, 150, we them niggas, man Herbo, Lil Bibby, we at it again [Verse 2: Bibby] All I
know is get money and stack it In the
trap Lil Bibby make the
pack flip Chopper hit 'em, make a
nigga do a
back flip These niggas, they bitches, they actors [Verse 3: Herb] But they do it good, they can probably get a
Grammy Like Fredo, niggas bitches, what you need, panties? Dirty Crush, Pacquiao knock me out, Manny Bad bitch, 5'5 light brown candy [Verse 4: Bibby] All my young niggas hitta's, I
ain't talking Sammy Baby.9 in the
booth, yeah it come in handy Love redbones but I'll fuck Brandy Tryna' creep on this niggas but I
had a
crammy [Verse 5: Bibby] Got a.4-5, two Glock nines Tryna' argue? I
ain't got time Pull up on a
nigga by the
stop sign Slide the
doors back then it's shots fired It's Chiraq, this shit serious Just bought a
thirty clip for the
SIG I'll kill bitch and I'll kill her kids It all depends what her nigga did [Verse 6: Herb] We're killa's, we don't show no sympathy Murder one or all my enemies I
lost my niggas, I
can't feel a
thing Aw, they deep? Lil' bro go clear the
scene He saw the
shots but he ain't hit a
thing He saw the
shots but he ain't hit a
thing Beg my pardon, I
been sipping lean Red or purple, I
don't sip the
green [Verse 7: Bibby] Hold up, turn the
beat off Lil bro do a
hit then skeet off These niggas keep hating, I
just feed off it Fo' fo' war dog, tear the
meat off [Verse 8: Herb] AR 15, tear his head off it Your money short, come with it, I'm a
wear it off And every time I
see the
cop I'm a
play it off I
don't pay no damn note, bitch I
pay it off [Verse 9: Bibby] Real black tints, I
just hide in the
whip New M6, no miles on my shit Can't waste no time with a
bitch Money coming, I'm just piling the
shit [Verse 10: Herb] It keep coming now I
can't get enough Suck me to death, now I
can't get it up My shooters on the
line like Ginobli and stuff Two fours in my pop, off the
Kobe I'm stuck [Interlude: Both] These niggas so funny man Nigga wanna talk man then nigga gon' get dropped down one Say what you got to say? What they gon' say? Niggas already know what it is man We been doing this shit man Niggas know we been the
hottest, we been getting money We been pulling up on whatever blocks, wetting shit, gang! I'm going back in, Free Crack 2, the
mixtape [Verse 11: Herb] Before this rapping we was playing with poles Chasing back and we gon' take a
soul Keep up with us cause niggas can't no more They like: "This another Play They Role!" [Verse 12: Bibby] I'm getting money, all my cases old A
nigga can't never say he told Used to weigh the
grams, now they weigh the
gold Rob who, fill his face with holes