Rep 2 tha Fullest

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 floor 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 flat 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 Hear my life told in all my raps You probably got a problem with that But the Midwest street shit I brought it back What what you want, custom air Jordan's Cab slammin on Chrome trill Bitches who pack straps in their bag Stacking their own- Cheaaa Indica, Sativa, my reefer stocked tall as palm trees 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 could die by the bullet Strictly no perpetrating when I pull it (I represent it to the fullest Niggas across the nation, narcotic cooking Every block, every hood we proud of pushing) I represent it to the fullest Any given day can die by the bullet Strictly no perpetrating when I pull it (I represent it to the fullest Niggas across the nation, narcotic cooking Every block, every hood we proud to push it) Living every day like it's my last In this fast lane, in this race is for that cash Watts city representer, 9 double O 5 9 Got a pound for the low, whatchu smoke Too gutta, too grimy in these LA Times You will find, Blood or Crip, don't matter who you are Niggas love to trip 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 coroners come to chalk you out That's what it is, another unsolved mystery Bullets don't never have a name Niggas just aim, squeeze and bust When your time is up, dawg you history Like a hieroglyph, every 24/7 on survival shit If you floss flagging niggas kill you on some rider shit Know who you riding with, friends backstab Bitches will get you killed, in this field for sure It's no joke on this front line We in the trenches with big blammers, no punchlines Ducking the one time Got a heart of a soldier Ain't no fear in my eyes First signs of submission Niggas eat you alive Predators get squashed That's how it be happening When you relaxing Knowing you're responsible for your actions I spit that real reality rap I do it for the hood where yo analogy at I represent it to the fullest Any given day can die by the bullet Strictly no perpetrating when I pull it (I represent it to the fullest Niggas across the nation, narcotic cooking Every block, every hood we proud of pushing) I represent it to the fullest Any given day can die by the bullet Strictly no perpetrating when I pull it (I represent it to the fullest Niggas across the nation, narcotic cooking Every block, every hood we proud of pushing)