As the title suggests, we’re giving away two pairs of tickets to see Gangsta Gibbs do his thing at The Troubadour in Santa Monica (official flyer after the jump). All you’ve gotta do is be in the area and state your favorite Gibbs verse in the c-section, and I’ll pick the winners shortly.
Folks can also purchase tickets here.
His verse on the ghetto remix featruing tek and Sean price.
I would truly like to see the pride of g.I.!
picture rollin on Fo’s off in yo neighborhood, smokin that bomb feelin good wish a hater would, run up on me cuz igot homies in every section and plus my weapon stay on my hip, my name rang man it stay on they lips, cuz you the shit, yea thats what it is, these n####s dont know that i know they jocked my style and studied the flow, hoes is ready for freddie to blow so they can see me on tv and say girl i sucked his dick, why? for the fuck of it, watch her kiss anotha bitch, the type of hoes im fuckin wit dont fuck around, call that ass at 3 in the mornin i bet she bussin down, i done been allover, fucked bitches in every major town, lace em with the game, give me brain when my plane touch down, ya you rollin to the sound of a pimp, my imp got swivel seats, flip zips now im makin my grip from rippin beats, im a beast wit the sticky green treat, and a purple swisha sweet, imma crack open this hen, kick up my feet 4 tha streets.
His second verse on “How We Do”
He talks about falling in love and having his heart broke.
“Used to really mean it when I told her that I loved her/
But now I know that love is a 4 letter word like fuck or shit/
So love you can suck my dick.”
“These niggahs wasting with in-sufficient funds; waiting at your place where you playing playstation with your son. I know your wife on Thursday nights; my auntie do her hair. Don’t make me turn this into a fam-ily afair.” – Freddie Gibbs FREESTYLE On True Stories Radio
Now only if these tickets came with plane tickets from WI
My favorite Gibbs verse is the opening verse on ‘Face Down’:
I’m yac’d out and I’m geeked up, stay chiefed up with my heat tucked.”
#gangsta
his 2nd verse on Still Standing off Midwestgangstaboxframecadillacmuzik
His first verse on you national anthem
Off of
The Labels Tryin To Kill Me!
track 8
“I’m that Nigga”
speaks for itself
2nd verse on Personal OG
“Straight Midwest pimpin,My heart’s frigid as February,It’s wrong but it’s necessary,To fuck your valentine,Straight break her spine,
Didn’t know boo was married,prices vary her pussy be pushing but never purchase it,wanna put that hoe to work and show that hoe what you working with..Something New!!
The most perfect mistake I made, really do I give it raw to any bitch I lay.
What I did it for love or lust it ain’t no thing, Just can’t wait for you to see the light and pick yo name.
Watch you take your first breath and stumble on to take your first step, speak your first word, yes I’m so blessed.
To be a part of something greater than me, so you can be anything you dedicated to be.
Because I dedicated myself to nuttin but these streets, this is how we gotta eat with these pills and green leaves, rocks to white powder, butter to raise cheddah.
Got the blood of a thug but you gon be raised better than that, and I know I will be filled with joy whether he blesses me with either Girl or Boy, I’ll Praise you.
Even though its hard to raise you in a World So Cold.
-Gibbs World So Cold.
Not too many people can actually spit on the Paparazzi beat, but he killed it.
Only Verse on ‘Born 2 Roll’.
Agree about that Face Down verse, 2nd verse on national anthem too.
Pearly Gates tho?
“You can’t save me with yo pastor or yo congregation, I talk to God everyday, but me and Satan still have our conversations; maybe the Lord cant help my complications, if heaven turn me down then hell got me reservation, ima continue blazin.”
his verse off Oil Money.
that song’s perfect
“slammin’”
lord dont take me today.
cuz my family relying on me.
im so gangsta – these industry n*gga* declined on me.
damn Ebonics already got it, 2nd verse on ‘How We Do’ off LFGI part II… have to say he rips it even better than Cole did… course nothing beats the original. But if i gotta come original, i’m really surprised no ones mentioned ‘Best Friend’ aka best track on ‘No Filla. 1st verse to be specific:
The say Fred you love the hos. I say f’sho
love the way they bring hennessy, dank and dollas thru my door
…yall know the rest.
*these hos
I used to let my
Close partner keep his chopper up in my school locker
Young and naive when I wasn’t actin’ a fool I was
Playin’ with emotions of playin’ ball
Used to sell bud at the village
Knew a lotta killers since they was small
East 17th, Virginia St invented me
Constructed the kid into a crook, look up my history
I looked up to the niggas with Lexuses and Infinitis
Corrupted in correctional facilities
Cause me I’m from the
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto ghetto
And to make it out where I’m from yes you gotta do something special
Especially when we stressed in these economic conditions
Conditionally causing us to cook a rock in the kitchen
Get it flippin’
Get it jukin’ and jumpin’ like Earl Manigault
But you die today you put money before your family though
I’m east side GI, like Charlie Caddystone
Embassy Liquors pay attention, they out to getcha in the
My favourite freddie gibbs verse is his song crushin feeling which is just one dope extended verse. Gangsta Gibbs rymhes about some real shit, and this verse just shows how sick he is, and it flows perfectly.
“Serve or get serve”
Slamming , Look it up bitch im the definition of it
Make that Hardcore thuggish shit, could care less if the bitches love it
But they do cuz I stay True, They Rushing Takin Pictures of Us
Gangsta Trill as Bobby Seale, bitch I’m the New Rendition of Him
Real Nigga, Reputable Reputation
Pockets Get too low, I Heat the Stove up wit no hesitation
Find a Block and pick a spot to eat like i got reservations,
Lay you to rest if you cant relate to my new revelation,
No this ain’t no Coke rap, no i dont promote that,
I simply illustrate my life i live it as i wrote that,
And yea i served some geekers, took some trips, and brought some dope back,
But that dont make me harder than nobody you could quote that,
I represent the Loc’d out, low-class, 20 dollar dope bags,
Drop you for yo motherfucking last(?). wit’ our broke ass.
Either you the server or the mothefucker gettin’ served,
couldnt wait to load it in his pipe and let it burn, Str8 kill
THIS
I used to let my
Close partner keep his chopper up in my school locker
Young and naive when I wasn’t actin’ a fool I was
Playin’ with emotions of playin’ ball
Used to sell bud at the village
Knew a lotta killers since they was small
East 17th, Virginia St invented me
Constructed the kid into a crook, look up my history
I looked up to the niggas with Lexuses and Infinitis
Corrupted in correctional facilities
Cause me I’m from the
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto ghetto
And to make it out where I’m from yes you gotta do something special
Especially when we stressed in these economic conditions
Conditionally causing us to cook a rock in the kitchen
Get it flippin’
Get it jukin’ and jumpin’ like Earl Manigault
But you die today you put money before your family though
I’m east side GI, like Charlie Caddystone
Embassy Liquors pay attention, they out to getcha in the
Midwest Malcolm.
my favorite Gibbs verse is on Oil Money. I live in Ventura, CA! Thats a short drive that I would def. make.
Stray, w/ Devin the Dude
Crushin Feelings.
“My sentiments exactly, niggas can’t out-rap me..”
Bodies get layed out/ Parties get sprayed/ When they get to trippin’ it’s best to be up in the house/ Not on no scared shit/ Nigga that grown man shit/ You out for the count if you get put down on this canvas/ Switch up your dimeanor when you step up in this arena/ Shoot up benzes and beamers/ Gangstas got heaters in the steamer/ Remember we used to bump that Tealer and get super suited/ I ran with killers/ Whatever they did a nigga was down to do it/ He serve a geeker I serve a geeker even when it was snowing/ He started rapping shortly after that then I started flowing/ I was slamming the dodie and he was whipping them with the heart/ Like a big brother held this nigga in high regard/ THEN THE BULLSHIT START/ THE CHOPPERS GET COPPED/ CAUSE NIGGAS AROUND MY WAY DON’T FIGHT NO MORE, GOTTA BE LIKE KOBE, NICE WITH THEM SHOTS, A NIGGA I THOUGHT WAS MY HOMIE TRIED TO DOME ME TWICE WITH HIS GLOCK/ BUT ALL THAT SHOWED ME WAS 90% OF YOUR NIGGAS IS PHONY AND WHAT NOT- Still Standing (Fuck The Beef) Verse 1
*Parties get sprayed out
-& I’m in City Terrace, Ca.
When has Freddie Gibbs ever spit a weak verse???
Freddie Gibbs > Your Favorite Rapper
She my french vanilla butter pecan chocolate deluxe/ Most these niggas act like bitches but she the bitch that I trust/ Since them niggas left me stuck my pockets been fucked up/ He and she don’t feel like we/ It’s me and her fuck us/ Fuss cuss fuck fight under the same roof/ I think this bitch done set me up and now I just need proof/ She getting random calls random texts from her ex/ And it aint take too long for me to make the dots connect/ And bitch you know me and this nigga got beef/ I can’t believe you damn near sacrificed my life to put him back on his feet/ He out here flossing with my money and you breaking bread with him/ Motherfuck him if you love him I’m ‘gon leave you dead with him/ I was down to give my life for you wifey you/ Loved you from the start stanking ass bitch you breaking my heart/ Hoe I should shoot you in your face closed casket get your weight/ But Ima show respect and bag you in the chest I love you to death- Queen(Luv U 2 Death) Verse 3
“go for mine, cause a cosign can’t coincide with this shit i’m bustin”
Pill: Run up to me Feat Freddie Gibbs 2nd verse
I keep my name up in the hood and my dick inna hood bitch
Cradle to the Grave
his verse on flamboyant
“Used to really mean it when I told her that I loved her/
But now I know that love is a 4 letter word like fuck or shit/
So love you can suck my dick.”
Who won shake?
one of my faves is his verse on “on my own” by Maja 7th with Mikkey Halsted.
2nd verse of P.S.A. (pussy so amazin’)off of str8 killa no filla shit is amaaaaaaaaaziiiiiiing
Never listened to Gibbs, but I would love to go to the show.
Easy – 2nd verse on “One Mo’ Time”
excerpt:
“…16 bars ain’t enough to explain the pain/i can drink a whole 5th, burn a whole zip, when the high wears off, the stress still exists/so i get bltized the whole day and never think twice/i’m guessin’ i should change my life/dont wanna get caught slippin’ and easily get my wig splitted/ in my city in an given minute you can get it/i done lost a lot of homies over dumb shit/ that cuzin harold ‘i aint goin out like a bitch’ shit…”
Verse is so real…
I’m in the South Bay (Redondo)
his verse off Cunninlynguists’ “Imperial”!
we’ll be in there at the time of this show!
The politics of pushin’ potent potion
One toke and I bet I got you open
Peep what i prescribe to my smokers
Give em the proper dosage
Gave ya boy with dreams the mic to see the ocean
I was local til the white boy Joseph put me on different coasts
Then he left me for dead, dog
So he could push the pussy pigs Sonic The Hedgehog
The crackers wanna profit off my topics of mockin’
But yo I’m from a small town called
“Bitch when I see you, I’m in yo pockets”
Niggas rock it let it dry, trap, traffic and train hoes
Poppin’ my P-95 at polices in plain clothes
The ghetto just infested with felons
So whether its the fuzz or the thugs now you under surveillance
I got a letter from the feds in the mail
That say I’m connected with some niggas that’s sellin’ yayo
So share some information or you’ll be sharin’ a cell
“Lock me up and swallow the key, throw me under the jail
Never tell, I’m a gangsta”
I was bustin in bitches faces, you was gettin yo face busted on a school bus
2nd verse on “Live By The Game”
This life I’m livin like a magnet for drama
all night I fight with all my might to get that almighty dollar…..
First Verse on Personal OG
it don’t matter though all his verses are fire… Consistent
“Blame the system they blame it on hip-hop, the content of my lyrics got these young niggas brainwashed, but I got out the street to do this shit for a livin as rappers we should pay attention to the message we sendin, I ain’t trippin go get your money because I’m tryna get mine, but I know niggas that will sell they fuckin soul to shine, I swear the business ain’t appealin to me, it’s niggas dyin over petty ass industry beef, I must admit sometimes I sit and think my label dont know what to do with me and I be broke before I let them crackers make a fool of me before I be a puppet they be readin my eulogy my music a reflection of my community so nigga wake up, lead us away from the devil lord show us a sign, put up your metal your ghetto ain’t no harder than mine, and it’s a mother fuckin shame everyday i’m losing homies in this mother fucking game.
-Neverending Cycle
Street’s cold, these younger niggas is gettin bold, murda on the daily this funeral shit is gettin old, you soul searching for another way to make it through, college military that nine to five shit don’t work for you, so whachu do? Load another clip and plot another lick, got a thing for music and your homies like the way you spit, the lord showin you a sign can’t ignore the shit, PUT YOUR PAIN ON PAPER hit the lab and go record the shit… They wanna see your coffin CLOSED
Verse 2 of ‘What It Be Like’ off The Miseducation of Freddie Gibbs.
211, 187, semi-automatic weapon
make a nigga get to steppin’
i don’t care what set he reppin’
I live in LA and my fav is any verse off of “What it be like” or his song on DJBooth.net’s mixtape series
gangsta gibbs be the youngin on his grind
hollows in my nine
stay filled to the top
when the thing go off it’ll open up your mind
i shine without the jewells
more smoke than bar-b-ques
know how to make that product move without catchin them county blues
fuck jail i aint goin back
life is short im knowin that
dry of in these streets i go to east and brin some dola back
niggas is yella belly i hit your town and take control of that
gimmie that dough if you holdin that
fuck around get your rover snatched
fuck around get your bitch did
fuck around get your life took
niggas aint tellin me shit about hittin no licks its like i wrote the book
pen it to perfection
semi automatic weapon mask, and a little bit of weed thats all i need
then i speed off with the good
cash out hit the hood
get your favorite chick to lick the wood man theres nothin to it
so if you motha fucka buyin then we sellin in
muleing it or mailing it the police is irrelevant niggga