Falling Out Of Place

[Verse 1:Freddie Gibbs]

We..don’t…support hoes

Playa we pimp stay stuck in that mode and im living how im rapping so fact im that cold

So when i was back home with them rats i got choose

Let a nigga breathe, got blunts filled with killa weed

Blowing so much smoke i need intervention to intervine

Yeah i bet ya girl wanna taste it, number in my phone when i boned her i erased it

Falling out of place my mind i mis placed it, doing hella drugs around this bitch, pasing

Had to jump start my heart,  this bitch racing you know i got sum to spark i str8 laced it

A str8 killa fresh out the G.I. zoo married to the streets baby had to say i do

No love with the thugs till the day im through, if im ridding through your neighbourhood then they ride too, Str8 Kill…..