Str8 Slammin' (Explicit)-Freddie Gibbs/Juicy J

[Featuring: Juicy J] [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] Can you picture a n*a out here clocking cash and Pulling stick ups, I guess I had to Glock and mask it Nine zippers, let's bust that open, cut and bag it Water whipper, I'm in the kitchen Str8 Slammin' Thug n*as, and ** dealers, that's all I hang with Puffing Swishers, and f**king hoes, we on the same s**t In the kitchen, gon' whip my weight up to a mansion Eight figures, that's what I call Str8 Slammin [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] G.I. thuggin Yes picture this Midwest n*a rollin Hardrock hustling B*hes stick to the dick cause you know a n*a holding Living on some pimp s**t I'm a let y'all chase hoes, I'm a get chosen Keep a B*h dick whipped Got a whole lotta broads that'll bust that open Fresh up off a straight d**e stain I know my clothes still smell like c***e The real n*as understand I ain't trying to be the man If you put it in my hands, it'll go mayne I keep a whole thing or better pushed to the side Got like 32 bells of bubba kush in the ride If you wanna get high, all *** I provide Getting my thug on where I preside n*a been bust at, still I survive Push packs and I live to tell it in my raps Lost a couple homies, I can never get em back Life got me stressed, so I'm twisting up a sack I'm street certified, n*a - check my stats Back up to the wall cause I'm coming up to bat And these little n*as said they got racks on racks So the stick up man had to put the tax on the tax Got damn [Hook] [Verse 2: Juicy J] F**k what I'm worth Still out here on the grind Trying to stack racks Racks on racks, never caught slipping n*a get wrong, it's a toe tag F**ks with the hood Still eat good Hanging with the killers with the black masks They will kidnap your wife and kids You n*as don't want that Do what we gotta do to make it Hope them jackers won't take it If a n*a violate me I heard my young n*a's gon erase em I don't fight over no B*hes but I kill for bread And I don't hang out with no n*as that sleep with Feds Ride down on your block with that chopper, let that B*h go If you try to open shop up, that s**t closed Money and the power What we hustle for? We already run ya house, ain't no kicking doors [Hook]