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Correct .38 Lyrics
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Freddie Gibbs
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Correct .38
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I don’t think they know the time I don’t think they know the time I don’t think they know the time I don’t think they know the time I don’t think they know the time Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the sign Heard they going for the thirty straight I can’t lie, man that shit got me thirty-eight Red hot, on fire Glass pot, on fire Red dot, on fire Five shots, on fire Ooh oh, your boy's back And he way to flashy, got my toys back Nigga I just left the lot, I ain't come to play He pull me from my dealer tag, fuck you trying to say Know some niggas doing ten, blame it on the yay Clip hold half a hundred, blame it on the K Still the realest nigga in it, these niggas CB4 This is fuck a nigga records, and I’m the CEO Got them stack long and wide, like some Lego blocks This ain't even my real home, this my Lego spot You ever seen so much money in a duffel bag? Soon as you open up the zipper, the bitch will double brag I don’t think they know the time Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the sign Heard they going for the thirty straight I can’t lie, man that shit got me thirty-eight Red hot, on fire Glass pot, on fire Red dot, on fire Five shots, on fire I’m in that purple Lam’, looking like some dirty Sprite Catchin' passes with them birds, yeah that rowdy white Where I’m from them things hot, and that talk is cheap And ain't nobody hearing shit, cause they trying to eat All they can eat, buffet style Nigga selling anything, buffet wild DB9 stupid grill, yeah that overbite Need me nine stupid deals, this shit is overpriced Got it vacuum sealed up, that’s the hide the scent So much that if they pull you over, smell it through the vent If them people hit them lights, I be a nervous wreck When you don’t fear nothing but the lights, now that’s a nervous check I don’t think they know the time Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the sign Heard they going for the thirty straight I can’t lie, man that shit got me thirty-eight Red hot, on fire Glass pot, on fire Red dot, on fire Five shots, on fire That black tee with them nice hoodies The ski mask is my uniform You know I heard your homies don't like them If they the right price I might go shootin' 'em for you Take ya hickies out and you ok Niggas took a stand on that dope case Got murked out chillin' at a bird house Shoulda seen the look on that ho face When we kicked the doors off the hinge Niggas that don't know walled out to win Six feet deep when you catch a nigga 'sleep in the streets Man I bet he won't doze off again Niggas took a Chevy and blowed off the lid Show a hundred pounds and balled off the bitch A couple hundred shots will hold off the picks 'Til my homeboy Will get home off his bid I'mma still do stickups Two Mossberg pumps in the pickup Everybody keep your cool cause if anybody move The bust shots will tear your whole clique up Niggas get rushed out the ambulance lift up, lift off Face in his ribcage, ripped off Niggas tax 30 badges for the 36 I'd rather rob and steal than flip soft I'mma stay on, fire I don’t think they know the time Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the sign Heard they going for the thirty straight I can’t lie, man that shit got me thirty-eight Red hot, on fire Glass pot, on fire Red dot, on fire Five shots, on fire
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