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Rain 910
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Fred the Godson
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Uh-huh
Lil Spesh, I got you homie
It's Gordo
They say I'm in a popular space
I won't stop 'til I'm droppin' the Wraith
I know the block is in place
Shooters via text message, I just copy and paste
Clubbin', I come through with a icy watch
To rub it in, 'cause ain't that many I see hot
They told me I should feel 'em
Lakers 3-peat, Kobe, I should kill 'em
My portable's the dopest, if they spit sick
Then I'm walkin' 'round with multiple sclerosis
Them bitches be gross, shit
Still gon' lick a orange juice, mimosas
Flow sick like I'm under hypnosis to be Biggie
Have to admit every doctor tried to admit me
Two clips, two four-fifths under the kidney
Told Tre-8 to come get me, Gordo
Gold, oil and diamonds
Usin' royalties to pay lawyer fees
Can't sleep, demons are callin' me
Illuminati wants my mind, soul to my body
Make the right deal, I give you all of me
Started with a quarter key
Boilin' water coverin' all the slaughter
The corner, this is somethin' that you ought to see
Late night shots goin' off in arteries
Blood paintin' the wall, all know this is art to me
Beam on the mark, get set, go, who started me?
Rubber grip, extended clip, spit retardedly
Level three vest hugs me like it's adorin' me
The streets is watchin', I move accordingly
I took the credit for the water beat
Marvel at the fact when the credits pass it is more to see
Stick around, stand up niggas I sit 'em down
Hands up nigga you hear the sound
Of the most hated, lately barbershop debated
You fuckers can't box me here, you'll get faded
(On the low) Caesar, duckin' Brutus, Jesus to Judas
Leadin' the looters, you need to believe in the ruler
Come get patched in
I'm old school like b-boys and backspins
Pete Rock and CL by the black Benz
I'm a soul brother posin' with a MAC-10, brrrrat
Niggas take shots at me, I give 'em back
You know if I reach for heaters it's a wrap
It's a fact, love over lust
And trust is a must, Reign
Shout out to Fred the Godson and Reign 910
Them my niggas, uh
1994, Trust
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