Reapon (feat. Niko)

Aint no body one hunid everybody keep if fifty
Seems like a lotta nigga in their feelins around the city
When I try to vibe with these dudes I feel silly
Cuz these niggas suck on beats like a titty
Lil buddy I grind no sleep from the Windy City
But I got that North Dallas shit in me
Catch me on Audelia pourin deuces in a simply
Posted on the Lane which Lane bitch any
Forest Lane Royal Lane Park Lane your lane
You can not come to my hood cuz your lame
Know that'll take your shoes and your chain
Boy you better pay your dues with no change
I'm smoking on the gas that's propane
I'm headed to the Grove to see the dope mayne
Cuz I'm so Grove-side like No Shame
Where niggas are killas but look so plain
Better keep it G when you in the Triple D
Run up on the wrong block you can get it in the street
Mob type Mob like at West-End twenty deep
In Deep Elum bar hoppin waitin on some beef
I'm fuckin with free felons on strike number three
Who got rap sheets no pads no beats
If you saw what I saw you would stay low-key
You should worry about yours let me worry about me
If I'm ridding through the Cliff i got the strap in my lap
Cuz Niggas on the bus got the strap in they back pack
I'm in a studio that's a known trap
This should be the definition of trap rap
I be spittin dope bars that crack rap
Only spittin what I know that's fact rap
Ya'll niggas full of shit that crap rap
I be eatin every beat that's fat rap
I'm gon

I'ma rep my hood I'ma rep my block I'ma rep my set n rep my
Gang
I'ma rep my hood I'ma rep my block I'ma rep my set n rep my
Gang
I'ma rep my hood I'ma rep my set I'ma rep my block n rep my
Gang
I'ma rep my hood mutha fucka if you grew up in the hood
That I grew up in you Would do the same

I don't really get it, why you threatening the set
We don't do no gimmicks, you can exit stage left
Recommend you stay positioned, hit the button and eject
Keep on talking shit, you better say it with your chest
Don't nobody give a shit if you're walking round with a vest or a tech
Stay prepped nevertheless
Creep up on you and we're aiming for the head, You can bet
Deep upon you show respect for the depth
I'm like death's best friend
Never sent him less than
Several dead souls yea
Call me Devil-destined
DEVIL
A rebel yes and
It's no sweat I set goals yea
Give me seven seconds
You can bet I met quota
Let's just let bygones be bygones
I don't see the point in my mind I'm
Thinking why y'all, wanna try gods
I thought
You'd be smart enough to avoid a certified loss
I'm off, in my zone
Don't fuck wit me just let lone
Head-shots I'm like dead-shot you get domed
Best not, let them legs stop, cause I'm on
Rep that, steadfast, guess that
If you don't want your neck snapped, like a pez cap, better step back
You and your whole mother fucking set trash
Yea I said that, and I'm gone

I'ma rep my hood I'ma rep my block I'ma rep my set n rep my
Gang
I'ma rep my hood I'ma rep my block I'ma rep my set n rep my
Gang
I'ma rep my hood I'ma rep my set I'ma rep my block n rep my
Gang
I'ma rep my hood mutha fucka if you grew up in the hood
That I grew up in you Would do the same