Rep 2 tha Fullest (feat. Jay Rock) Lyrics & Tabs by Freddie Gibbs
Rep 2 tha Fullest (feat. Jay Rock)
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Never ever been on my level
Fuck with Fred you face to face with the devil
Raise hell to raise my funds up
Bitch I was raised in the ghetto
Pedal to the medal, foot to the four
Three hundred fifty horses rolling
On the run cause I just kicked in the door
Hit a lick, the whip reported stolen
Tell me who out here got my back
And my dawg just got forty [?]
A lot of niggas wanna hold with your four
At the end of the day man I hold my strap
And it ain't been no holding back
Here my life told in all my raps
You probably got a problem with that
And it ain't been no holding back
Here my life told in all my raps
You probably got a problem with that
But the Midwest street shit I brought it back
Fuck what you want, custom made Jordan's cabinets
Slammin on Chrome trill
Bitches who pack straps in their bag
Stacking their own [?]
Rap is for dick suckers and divas I don't recall these
Type of niggas living and breathing but I reside that
Eastside 17th streets of the G I survive that
To the hood niggas go to school do right
This shit I'm doing, nigga you could do life
Before I pick the mic I earn my stripes
I represent it to the fullest
Any given day can die by the bullet
Strictly no [?] when I pull it
(I represent it to the fullest
Niggas across the nation
Every block, every hood we proud to push it)
I represent it to the fullest
Any given day can die by the bullet
Strictly no [?] when I pull it
(I represent it to the fullest
Niggas across the nation
Every block, every hood we proud to push it)
Living every day like it's my last
And this fast lane in this race is for the cash
Watts city representer, 9 double O 5 9
Got a pound for the low, whatchu smoke
Too gutta, too rhymy in this LA Times
You a fine, Blood or Crip, don't matter who you are
Bitch niggas talk loud
Then it's complete silence when it bark blow
Niggas don't never talk it out
They spark it out, then them [?} come to [?] you out
That's what it is, another unsolved mystery
Bullets don't never have a name
Niggas just aim, squeeze and bust
When you time is up, you history
Like a arrow cliff, every 24/7 on survival shit
If you false flagging niggas kill you on some rider shit
Know who you riding with, friends backstab
Bitches will get you killed, and it's [?] for sure
It's no choke on this front like
We in the [?} with big blammers, no punchlines
Got a heart of a soldier
Ain't no fear in my eyes
First signs of submissions
That's how it be happening
Knowing you're responsible for your actions
I spit that real reality rap
I do it for the hood where yo acknowledge at
I represent it to the fullest
Any given day can die by the bullet
Strictly no [?] when I pull it
(I represent it to the fullest
Niggas across the nation
Every block, every hood we proud to push it)
I represent it to the fullest
Any given day can die by the bullet
Strictly no [?] when I pull it
(I represent it to the fullest
Niggas across the nation
Every block, every hood we proud to push it)
