I might have to punch in and shit
Statik Selektah, yeah, f'sho
I'll tell you when to stop though
Yeah (know what I'm sayin', uh)
Gotta get it, gotta get it nigga
Straight gangsta shit, nigga
Straight gangsta shit, nigga
Yeah
Yeah

Uh, we book niggas for shows
Take all they money and jewelry
Put good dick in these hoes
Butt naked, leave 'em exposed
My bitches, I line 'em up
Sex texts, naked pics, have 'em thinkin' she down to fuck
That's my M.O., at the M-O-T-E-L
With a hot plate of some hard, bitch, I bet these sell
Quicker than Jordan's on a Saturday, psycho like Donny Hathaway
I just want to make dough and fuck bitches like I'm a Latter-Day Saint
But I ain't, bitch I'm one of Satan's descendants
Fatherin' niggas flows, I should claim 'em like they dependents
Taxin' niggas on wax cause they get in rap just to act
All this trappin' and packin' gats, I was rappin' after the fact
Of arrest, court date, hard times, heart break
Grind 'til the last crumb, sell the dubs off shake
And the cluckers can't wait
Is you working today or not Fred?
A open shop and a closed mouth'll keep your mouth fed, Gibbs

Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow, we gon' take it today
I guess I'm into takin' shit, that's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and take that shit to the grave, nigga

Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow, we gon' take it today
I guess I'm into takin' shit, that's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and take that shit to the grave, nigga

Uh, we book niggas for clubs
They say they don't need security, claimin' they really thugs (yeah)
I'm legit, so I can give two shits if you really was (bitch)
Plus I'm plugged with some fools that'll put your dick in the mud (uh-huh)
Have a rapper do a walk through, let the nigga walk out
Pistols on the promoter, throw chippers or we gon' chalk out
Show a nigga some show money
Bitches take off that shiny shit
Man it's so dry out here, niggas cutting they dope with vitamins
Acetone, hard to leave that crack alone
Government got heroin addicts strung out on this methadone
New dope, new wave, four please, OxyContin O.P.'s
Can't break it down or shoot it, I think you gotta snort these
Plenty niggas O.D., not just on drugs
But I'm chasing money fuck it, so the fo' wait for fo' G's
And it was some bullshit, but I had to get it in
Took it back from his ass gon' re-up and sell that shit again, Gibbs

Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow, we gon' take it today
I guess I'm into takin' shit, that's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and take that shit to the grave, nigga

Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar, fuck tomorrow, we gon' take it today
I guess I'm into takin' shit, that's what it take to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and take that shit to the grave, nigga

Gangsta Gibbs, nigga
Gangsta Gibbs, nigga

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