Careless Lyrics - Shadow Of A Doubt - Freddie Gibbs

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, gold crown, top down as I cruise with a bad ho 

Yeah, I-9, from Chicago 

I got the weed and the pussy, but the money on my mind though 

I got a line on the flat pack 

A hundred thangs on the scale, motherfucker, can you buy that? 

She pop the pussy and rewind that 

And suck a dick as I get twisted and listen to Do or Die rap 

Freddie Kane, young Corleone 

I been off the band wit' the bowls of the strong 

Nigga gettin' paid from the shit that I record 

Here, My Lord, wit' the pack when a nigga came home 

Told my nigga we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', it's all the same 

Druggin' and still thuggin', it's all a game 

Real nigga 'bout to cash out 

I need my rims on my cars when I pull them bitches off the lot 

Fuck the top, cop the drop 

And these hoes be on my jock, for my Icona watch 

Cops out watchin', but this pimpin' never stop 

Ta-da-da, what you totin'? 

And this paper turn 'em out 

What she know? Ain't no doubt 

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Thank God I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

And these hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

Pesos, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

And she know I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

Thank God I got a... 

And I don't mean to be so careless, baby, eh 

One thing on my mind, it's the way I came up 

So don't catch no feelings 

Girl, you playin' wit' the motherfuckin' realest 

I'm a tell you that one more time 

I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

And these hoes, I got a lot, got a lot, got a lot 

Pesos, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

And she know I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

Thank God I got a... 

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Yeah, gold crown, top down as I cruise with a bad ho 

Yeah, I-5, on the West Coast 

And I done been around the world 

But in Cali, they roll the best dope 

Bitches and palm trees, I'm on when I came here 

'Hood was up north, I pushed to the yay then 

Shout-out my niggas, I got a ton when the weight in 

Feed my thugs, I'm pullin' dubs in the state pen 

Fuckin' with Frederico Soprano 

Niggas actin' monkey, my clip, I got a banana 

Rollin' with guerillas, these niggas don't want no banter 

I just might go flippin', go back and forth with them hammers 

Nigga, we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', it's all the same 

Druggin' and still thuggin', it's all a game 

Full clip on the K thing 

I got a shotty in the motherfuckin' trunk, nigga, don't get popped 

Fuck the cops, bodies drop 

And these feds be on my block, roundabout, stop and watch 

But this thuggin' never stop 

Get that rock, what you thought? 

And these haters talk a lot, ain't gon' pop a hundred shots 

Thank God I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

And you know I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

And these hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

Pesos, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

Thank God I got a... 

And I don't mean to be so careless, baby, eh 

One thing on my mind, it's the way I came up 

So don't catch no feelings 

Girl, you playin' wit' the motherfuckin' realest 

I'm a tell you that one more time 

I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

These hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

Pesos, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

And she know I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot 

Thank God I got a...