Black Illuminati Lyrics – Freddie Gibbs

Black Illuminati Lyrics - Freddie Gibbs

Black Illuminati Lyrics – Freddie Gibbs ft. Jadakiss

Black Illuminati Lyrics – This is a Brand New English Song of 2021 sung & Written by Freddie Gibbs ft. Jadakiss. The music label is Freddie Gibbs.

Black Illuminati Song Lyrics

Slammin’, Used To Sleep On The Floor With A Kel-Tec
Got A Bag I Can’t Bag Yet Because It’s Still Wet
Reaper Man, I Pay Him A Visit
Ain’t Paid His Bills Yet
Brain Hemorrhage, Blunt-Force Trauma
I Make Him Feel That
I Wrap And Seal That
Sent Out The Bricks That Had The Nike Swoosh Stamps
I’m Just Doing It For The Camp
NiGa Showed Them To The Plug Now He Shoppin’ Behind My Back, Uh One Thing About That BiCh Karma, She Coming Back
If You Trapping, Keep A Strap Close
Nowadays, This Sh*T Became A Trend To Snake
Your Homies Out ‘Cause Everybody Backdoor
But Everybody Black, Though
I Let The Fiends Catch A Bеan
Used To Vomit Off The Secondhand Crack Smokе

NiGa Got That Ptsd From Testin’ The Key Gums Numb, Hope I Didn’t Purchase Work From The F-E-Ds ‘Cause Every Time I See The Judge It’s Like A Scary Movie FuK The Court, Real NiGa Can’t Do No Jury Duty Internet Done Altered This ShT
Through A Different Game Now
I Don’t Rap About Dead Opps, I Let His Name Die
Shame How They Blackball Kane
They Scratched My Name Out
I Pushed It Longer Than
I Expected To Get My Name Hot

They Wanna Take Me Out This Game Like Sha’carri
Black Illuminati, Touch Big Rabbit
Streets Need A Body
I Got All Of Them Leeches Away From Around Me
You Ain’t Rich Enough To Get Me Hit
Pu*Sy, Go Up The Bounty, Uh

Spend Some Cheese, BiCh, Chopper Sing, BiCh
Brew Him Up, Had Him Huggin’ Them Emts, BiCh Turn The Witness To Stevie Wonder Ho, You Ain’t Seen ShT
Youngins On A Mando’ Slide
This ShT Routine, BiCh
Delta 88 With A Cool Knot In My Tube Socks
Now I Push The Goons Through
The Boondocks In The Countach
Penthouse In The City
My Bops Giving Me Rooftop
Told Them Free My NiGa G-Weeder Ho, Let The Roots Out You Feel My Energy, They Gone Remember Me Ain’t Never Had A Friend Like Me Your Enemy My Enemy Lambo Crashed The Whip And Got Plates In Both Shoulders If He Didn’t Live Through That Accident This ShT Could’ve Been Over, Yeah!

They Wanna Take Me Out This Game Like Sha’carri
Black Illuminati, Afghan Doggy Straight Off The Poppy
I Ain’t Trust Him
Had To Dust Him Like Christopher Moltisanti
And It Hurt My Heart To Hurt You
But NiGa, Streets Need A Body, Yeah! I Don’t House These Hoes, BiCh, Get A Hobby
She Ain’t Workin’, Then You Ain’t Got A Wifey
You Got A Tommy, Yeah!
I Got All Of Them Leeches Away From Around Me
Bulletproof The Escalade
I Got Iron Like Robert Downey, Ni*Ga, Yeah!

FuK You Lil’ NiGas
(Triple-S Exercise)
Kiss, Haha
It’s What We Do, Ni*Ga

I Don’t Do The Chrome Heart, I Just Do The Home Art
You Can Catch A Headshot Or You Can Catch A Dome Dart
Go Ahead And Put The Kids To Sleep
This The Grown Part
‘Fore We Knew What Billboard Was
We Had Our Own Chart
Strapped And They Pull The Car Over
You Take Your Own Charge
I Ain’t Never Worked For Nobody
I Sold My Own Heart (That’s Right)
Smoke A Fat One In The Back Right In My Own Yard
Playing Dominoes With My Man, He In The Boneyard
Now I Can Pay For The Jet Right On My Own Card
NiGas Tryna Go Man On Me, Man, It’s On, God Hand-To-Hand With It I Ain’t Never Played The Phone, God Calisthenics And Cardio, Just Tryna Tone, God (That’s It) Your Man Got The Semi, But He Ain’t Popping My Youngin Got The Bricks In The Hemi And He Ain’t Stoppin’ Lil’ Extra In The Beginning To Get Him Coppin’ (Uh-Huh!) He Ain’t Worried, ‘Cause If They Get Him I Get Him Cochran (I Got Him) He Know Not To FuK With Them BiChes They Get Him Hot Then (He Know) Stay Low, Finish The Work, He Get A Drop Benz (Yeah!) They Just Wanna Be Around Money But They Are Not Friends (Nah) Until You Fall Back From Them That’s Where The Plot Ends (Yeah!) I’ve Been Repping The Apple Since It Was Rotten (Mmh) When You A Golden You Can Never Be Forgotten (Never) They Gotta Ram It You Don’t Ever Let The Cops In (Never) I Can Have Your Funeral In The Top Ten (Woo) A Lot Of NiGas Are Nice, But They Are Not Him (Jada)
It’s Really Nothing That You Can Do To Stop Him (Hater)
Call Him The God Mc Just Like Rakim (Woo)
And He Done Took Some L’s, But Yeah! He Got Wins

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Black Illuminati Song Details:

🎶 Song – Black Illuminati
✍ Writer(s): Freddie Gibbs ft. Jadakiss
🎤 Singer – Freddie Gibbs ft. Jadakiss
🎧 Music Label – Freddie Gibbs

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