Verse 1 [Freddie Gibbs]

Five shots to the face, that'll do the trick
But I'll [??] before I do you, [bad word] [??] for the 223 for the [bad word] niggas you moving with
And it feel like 'em when I'm on this robbing spree I hope yo crew agree
Snatching on these simple [bad word] niggas claim they gon' murder something
Niggas been talking bout murkin' the Gangster, you hoes ain't murkin' nothing
To the street [bad word] a [bad word] never been no stranger, choppers? Keep a couple dozen
Never been the bird man, but I done robbed a couple of 'em
I get such [bad word] as I watch 'em beg for they [bad word] life
Reaper came down and hit the switch and turned off your [bad word] lights [bad word] be like, "Don't talk to Freddie, that [bad word] crazy"
When I first jumped off the porch older niggas tried to play me, but I got
Big balls, big paws on a small puppy
Now I'm the big dog and you mutts ain't got nothing for me
Fresh out the guts, most niggas fear it, few niggas love it
Just give me my [bad word] money
Cause all I got is...

[Hook]
Straight killa, no filla
No sipping for a ho
Ain't taking [bad word] from no [bad word] I came up in the fingers with jackers and dro dealers
Sorry partner but I can't be rolling with ya
I gots to get my cheese...

Verse 2 [Big Kill]
Been in the streets too long, [bad word] I gotta shine
Yeah, I might hate doing wrong but [bad word] I gotta grind
Daughter need shoes, my sons need clothes
Two baby mamas fussing, I ain't stunting these hoes
I'm slamming them Chevy do's
Blowing Kill behind the wheel
Gittin' mo' and sliding them boulders out the Bonneville
You say [??] go hard, but his momma will
Jacked him for his package, dropped his body off behind a mill
Big Kill! [bad word] I'm known to pull a 211
Them Gary police are scared of that 187
I see 'em on me so I bend a couple corners then
San Antonio to Dayton, get back on the feds [bad word] got that straight drop, hand block stay hot
Girls say he bout to test a [bad word]  [bad word] I think not
.45 sands(?) leave you leaking out your tank top [bad word] with me I'm down to let them things pop
Cause I got that...

[Hook]
Straight killa, no filla
No sipping for a ho
Ain't taking [bad word] from no [bad word] I came up in the fingers with jackers and dro dealers
Sorry partner but I can't be rolling with ya
I gots to get my cheese...

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Neckid [bad word]  white sheet on the stretcher [bad word] Gone in sixty seconds [bad word]  couple shots is all I left 'em with
Hit 'em for the [bad word] weight but I got my face sliced up by some mexicans, [bad word] bout they luda, stab and shoot ya for them presidents
Cause ever since we was toddlers, we knew that we needed dollars
Tryna live off illegal product, yeah the [bad word] they don't teach in college
Most niggas don't need no products, these corners is all they know
My homie 16 and won't see daylight till he 64
That's just how we livin' though, with limited opportunity
Twisted of reefer, parents and teachers could not get through to me
My [bad word] pimp was schoolin' me, put me up on the game
Don't think with your [bad word]  but make ya [bad word] keep yo [bad word] on the brain
Since then I been on it mane, and ain't thought about lookin' back
When [bad word] to shove you can't be no pushover pushin' packs
So [bad word] what you lookin' at? Keep them eyeballs to the floor
We robbin' these rappin' niggas for actin' like they ain't know
You [bad word]  with a KILLA

[Hook]
Straight killa, no filla
No sipping for a ho
Ain't taking [bad word] from no [bad word] I came up in the fingers with jackers and dro dealers
Sorry partner but I can't be rolling with ya
I gots to get my cheese...