Lyrics Rep 2 tha Fullest - Freddie Gibbs , Jay Rock
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
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)
1 The Ghetto
2 Crushin' Feelins
3 Serve or Get Served (interlude)
4 Slammin'
5 Born 2 Roll
6 Face Down
7 Dollar$ 4 Dope (intro)
8 In My Hood (feat. L.E.P. Bogus Boys)
9 P.S.A. (Pussy So Amazin')
10 Best Friend
11 Do Wrong (feat. Pill)
12 My City (feat. V.P. & D-Edge)
13 Goon Shit (feat. Sick Jacken & Planet Asia)
14 4681 Broadway
15 Slangin' Rocks
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