Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rep 2 Tha Fullest, artist - Freddie Gibbs.
Date of issue: 02.08.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rep 2 Tha Fullest |
It sound funny but, but I hope this rap shit save me dawg |
I’m out here, nigga |
I’m really in the streets |
I see a lot of niggas try to use this shit to get in the streets |
They got it twisted |
Fuck around, play around with fire, you get burned |
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 is slammin' on Chrome trill |
Bitches who pack straps in their bag |
Stacking their own cheese |
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 the 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 picked up a mic I earned 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) |
I represent it to the fullest |
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 the 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) |
I represent it to the fullest |