Freddie Gibbs, Madlib - Half Manne Half Cocaine

[Intro:]
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah!
Yeah!
Niggas will never learn.
Yeah!
There's some niggas that never learn.
Yeah!
Niggas that never learn.

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Bridges burn, tables turn,
Fuck niggas, they will never learn. (Never learn)
Not about an almighty dollar, it ain't my concern. (Ain't my concern)
Heard you're gettin' pussy too, outside of me, ain't my concern, (That ain't my concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve.

[Verse 1:]
Nigga, I deserve
Big old house and two thick bitches makin' grits,
Leather seats in the new candy-painted whip,
Bitch, I came out the womb on some gangster shit,
Ho, I knew you was off, you could take a lick,
Set him up with my bitch, we can fake a lick,
I just broke up a brick on the East with the clique,
Who you bangin' with? You know that me and Diego be takin' shit.

[Chorus:]
Bridges burn, tables turn, fuck niggas never learn, (Never learn)
Chicken dinner, watchin' SportsCenter when I whip a bird, (Whip a bird)
Heard you're gettin' pussy too, outside of me, ain't my concern, (My concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve.

[Verse 2:]
Nigga, I deserve
Big old house and two thick bitches bangin' out,
They go pussy-to-pussy and mouth-to-mouth,
We don't need 'em, we beat 'em and pipe 'em out,
Snitch, you feed 'em and treat 'em and wife 'em out,
At the plate, but that pussy, you strikin' out,
Met the bitch that's defeatin' your bank account,
I just turned my mom house to a powder house,
Got that bitch powdered out.

[Chorus:]
Bridges burn, tables turn, fuck niggas never learn, (Never learn)
Chicken dinner, watchin' SportsCenter when I whip a bird, (Whip a bird)
Bitch, I know who did the murder, that ain't none of your concern, (Your concern)
I just want head in a 458, that's what I deserve. (I deserve)

[Verse 3:]
Shut the fuck up!
Yeah, half man, half cocaine, (Cocaine)
I just mixed the Tylenol with heroin, (Heroin)
Junkies shoot some detergent in their fuckin' veins, (Fuckin' veins)
Cradle to the grave, nigga, crime pays.
Fuck with Mister K, put your face on one of them picture chains,
Sugar Ray the fade or go John Wick with the pistol game,
Bitch ain't crack the safe, got his moms hit with the pistol whip,
Move like the Yakuza set trip, we clippin' off fingertips.
Bitch, crack numbin' up my fingertips,
Pullin' strings with my pinkie rings, rapid get you hit,
I make fifteen jump like trampoline when that package sent,
Now niggas want them methamphetamines, quick to suckin' dick.
Suck a dick, for the dope up I was rushin' shit,
Fuck the needle, she just supposed to sniff, Snuffleupagus,
I get strippers on my fuckin' list, fuck a bucket list,
Black brains up in buckets, bitch, Michael Douglas, bitch!
Half man, half cocaine, (Yeah)
Sixty pounds of Walter White, the white plains, (That Walter White),
VVS the Prezi, Sky-Dweller plain,
Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change. (I make change, nigga)
Pay for your funeral, get your shit arranged,
Kiss your wife and say, "You were solid," then go piss on your grave.
Hold that, lock the doggy up with Similac,
Fuck rap, blood movin' ounces on the Cash App, blatt!
Half man, half cocaine,
I just hit a bank and did the David Blaine,
One foot in the booth, one in the fuckin' cage,
If I wrote my raps, you'd be a slave to my fuckin' page.
Freddie Kane!

[Outro:]
Half man, half cocaine,
Half man, half cocaine,
Half man, half cocaine.

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