[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Uh, we book niggers for shows
Take all they money and jewelry for good-dicking these 
hoes
Buck-naked, leave 'em exposed, my bitches, I line 'em 
up
Sex texts, naked pics, have 'em thinking she down to 
fuck
That's my MO, at the M-O-T-E-L
With a hot plate of some hard bitch, I bet these sells
Quicker than Jordans on a Saturday, psycho like Donny 
Hathaway
God as my witness
Going for bitches like I'm a Latter Day
Saint, but I ain't, I'm one of Satan's descendents
Fathering nigger's flows, I should claim 'em like they 
dependents
Taxin' niggers on wax cause they get it
Rap is the act, trappin' and packing gats
Arrest court date, hard times, heart break
Grind 'til the last crumb, selling dubs soft shake
An open shop and a close mouth'll keep your mouth fed
[Hook x2: Freddie Gibbs]
Lord giveth, Lord taketh away
Make a dollar for tomorrow, we gon' take it today
I guess I'm in to take your shit, that's what it take 
to get paid
You a gangster, do your thing and take your shit to the 
grave, nigger
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Uh, we book niggers for clubs
They say they don't need security, claiming they really 
thugs
I'm legit, so I could give two shits if you really was
Put some plug with some fools that'll put your dick in 
the mud
Have a rapper do a walk through, let the nigger walk 
out
Pistols on the promoter, throw chippers so we gonna 
chalk out
Niggers take off that shiny shit
Man these niggas dry, cutting they dope with vitamins
Acetone, hard to leave that crack alone
Government got heroin narcotics strung out on this 
methodone
New dope, new wave, four P's, oxycotin, no beef
Can't break it down or shoot it, think you gotta snort 
these
Plenty niggas OD, 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 and re-up and sell that shit 
again