Testo Bandana - Freddie Gibbs feat. Madlib & Agent Sasco (Assassin)
Testo della canzone Bandana (Freddie Gibbs feat. Madlib & Agent Sasco (Assassin)), tratta dall'album Bandana (feat. Assassin)
Mmm, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Nigga, and I ain't bullshittin', yeah
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (
Man some)
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane
(Imagine now)
You in the game, fuckin' with the Kane
(Every 'dana)
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane
(Is bandana, bandana)
Draped in all designer, draped in all designer
Kicking off the powder, kicking off the powder
Stuffed a half a birdie up in a piñata
And I had to ice my wifey out 'cause she a rider
Born a pebble, left the hospital,
I was a whole brick
Passed the package off to Diego
He moved the whole shit
You can't claim no gang in my hood
If you ain't had known it
Fuck the local police, my nigga
they can't control this
Yeah, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
I give a hater a handicap with this hand cannon
My Brooklyn bitch drove them kilos from New York to Atlanta
Heroin was 98 Foxy, I turned it white like Vanna
(White like Vanna)
Geekers buying vials, I was mixing down
Pushing faders like Mike Dean
Whipping that light cream
Cleaner than Yo Gotti white jeans
My brand new hammer
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain
On my bandana
(Bandana)
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain
On my bandana
(Bandana)
Said, once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain
On my bandana
(Ayy, bandana, bandana)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
(Uh, bad manner, bad manner)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
(Bandana)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
(A-roger now)
Yeah, batty boy with the bloodclaat
I be on the Vice Lord
Four Crip and Blood block
Catch him while he comin' from work and go take the judge out
Richest nigga in the prison, million dollar mugshot
(Mugshot)
Buckshot, buckin' out my 12 gauge
You can't kill what's already dead
Boy, look what Hell made
Never let them crackers refer to me by a slave name
Black Caesar, Young Gangsta G.I., yeah
I make the game change
Uh, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
Hard still selling so the crack lives matter
Ghetto beamin' up the Scotty through the car antenna
Give a nigga 30 years for the cell phone chatter
If you kill another nigga
You might get manslaughter
If you watch, you gon' get life
And murder, won't beat the charges
Do it right, it ain't no witness
Ain't no weapon, ain't no evidence
Wipin' off the motherfuckin' fingerprints with my bandana, yeah
(Ayy, bandana, bandana)
Said, I be wipin' off the motherfuckin' fingerprints
With my bandana
(Ayy, bandana, bandana)
And I be wipin' off the motherfuckin' fingerprints
With my bandana, yeah
Yeah, bandana, bandana, bad manner, bad manner
Me no care 'bout no other, yeah (Yeah)
Bandana, imagine now, they singin' out
I say, the system got you living in a free mansion
Original yard, this our weedman sale
Now, hear what?
We no care if informer see
Yo, I am no dealer, I'm a pharmacy
That medical marijuana
Get it if you wanna
But try nuh start no drama
'Less you wanna be a gonner
Fo', banana clip if you run up on me corner
You end up at the coroner
It's yo' favorite charmer, you're a-
'Member the armor pon the law, me nah go storma
Full stop the brake, I couldn't come, remember I'ma
Real gyalis, razor sharp like a katana
So you know after we gone
We a-smash ya baby mama, uh-huh
Material girl like Madonna
What she wouldn't do for Donna, Dolce & Gabbana
Yes, she love the balla ting, make me a Maradona
Seh she waan me blindfold and rip me bandana
Hahahahahahahaha
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Writer(s): Fredrick Tipton, Jeffrey Ethan Campbell, Otis Lee Jr Jackson
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