Let 'em Burn Lyrics - Cold Day In Hell - Freddie Gibbs

Burn muthafucka burn! 

I'm made, the shit you muthafuckas can't fade 

Jumped up off the porch and threw my nuts down in these streets, dog 

Can't lean on my daddy, told my family I'm gon' feed y'all 

Bitch niggas can't stand me cause I won't live on my knees, dog 

Swear they gonna get at me, I'm in your hood 

Bitch, I don't see y'all 

Gangsta Gibbs from gangsta island, nothing but money piling 

To the ceiling is all I'm feeling and all I think about 

It's crazy how these controlled substances got us busting shit 

I can't control my life, it's in sole control of the government 

Across the nation it's plenty niggas in litigation 

Snitches cut your throat to cut time and soften their situations 

Serving hard or soft you know me I'm dead with them demonstrations 

Haters can't contest us, K-Y-S I can feel your frustrations 

Yes some niggas tried to murk me 

Guess those bullets wasn't meant for me 

I'mma catch they ass and burn 'em, you suckas get no sympathy 

A menace to my city, I forever live in infamy 

And I know your so-called history's a mystery 

I'm about to let 'em burn 

I show niggas no pity 

Run in my fuckin city 

Don't like it, come and get me 

Father please forgive me 

I'm a gangster, I'm a hustler 

Couldn't play me for no sucker 

I'll blow the roof up off this muthafucka 

Let it burn 

Burn, muthafucka, burn 

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We don't need no water 

These niggas don't want no drama 

I'mma terrorize these streets 

Till these fools come get my like Osama 

I ain't ducking or hiding 

When I'm out here smoking and riding 

Heard there's a hit on the babyface, bitch it ain't hard to find him 

How often must I remind them gangster shit ain't for play 

You write this shit on the paper 

But I live that shit every day 

I seen the pigs killed my dude in front of his family like some ho 

Every time I hit the stage it's four police at all my shows 

Mother had him, mother love him 

Courts and judges, motherfuck 'em 

Thousand grammin' went straight slammin' 

In for life, it's corporate thuggin 

Wear the mask, up in all black, you bitches rather be proactive 

Talked to Charlie Mack he said I got the city on my back 

They call me Bobby Suds since these niggas can't fade me 

He got indicted by a snitching bitch named Stacey 

I know these rapper niggas that got my brother's skrilla thirty five 

Said Fred you hot, so these thug niggas gon' try to be by your side 

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