Fuckin' Up The Count Lyrics - Shadow Of A Doubt - Freddie Gibbs

-"You working a ground stash. 20 tall pinks. Two fiends come up to you and ask for two each. Another one cops three. Then Bodie hands you off 10 more, but some white guy rolls up in a car, waves you down and pays for eight. How many vials you got left?" 

-"15" 

-"How the fuck you able to keep the count right when you're not able to do the book problem man?" 

-""Count be wrong, they'll fuck you up." 

Quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick, ay nigga 

Time to whip these zippers in the kitchen with the same nigga 

All I know is selling weed and water, dope and yay nigga 

Money on my mind, don't do the crime unless it pay nigga 

New 650 Bimmer coupe, I'm fucking in a foreign car 

Got diamonds in my rollie face I'm bout to cop a Audemar 

Top down on a bitch when I ride by, I feel like fuck the law 

Got diamonds in my rollie face I'm bout to cop an Audemar 

My celly steady ringin', Freddie where your bales at? 

Teacher told me go get a job, I said where the scale at? 

Told my Cali plug wrap the package up, we can mail that 

Teacher told me go get a job, I said where the scale at? 

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Bitch, I'm straight balling 

Fifty thousand dollars in a nigga couch 

And never fucking up the count 

Bitch I'm straight balling 

Hunnid' thousand dollars in my momma house 

And never fucking up the count 

Bitch, I'm straight balling 

Tryna make a million before they take me out 

And never fucking up the count 

Bitch I'm straight balling 

Fifty thousand dollars in a nigga couch 

And never fucking up the count 

This look like money, motherfucker 

Money be green 

Money feel like money 

That shit look green to you? 

Got a dead fucking president on it 

I don't give a fuck 

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Quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick, ay nigga 

Momma kick me out the house for servin' where she stay nigga 

Nickel dimed and broke after I buy my brand new J's, nigga 

Fuck this broke shit boy 

Went straight to robbing, what's the play nigga 

Ran off with this nigga 

Work is crucial when you burn a nigga 

He might want that back so bet you down to do a murder nigga 

Used to keep that .45 on my front seat when I serve a nigga 

Nigga want this work 

I hope you down to do a murder, nigga 

Celly steady ringin' for Freddie but where the things at? 

Drove a half a ton, dropped it off and I took a plane back 

Gangsta shit in my DNA, I just can't explain that 

Even if I die tell my enemies I remain that 

Said bitch I'm straight balling 

Fifty thousand dollars in a nigga couch 

And never fucking up the count 

Bitch I'm straight balling 

Hunnid' thousand dollars in my momma house 

And never fucking up the count 

Bitch I'm straight balling 

Tryna make a million before they take me out 

And never fucking up the count 

Bitch I'm straight balling 

Fifty thousand dollars in a nigga couch 

And never fucking up the count 

You follow drugs 

You get drug addicts and the drug dealers 

But you start to follow the money and you don't know where the fuck it's gonna take you