God Is Perfect (Explicit)

Aight check it out

Uh gang gang

Yeah will it ever be the same

Uh Big fivo yeah

Uh yeah yeah yeah

Yeah

It's here

Uh

Yeah

One two

Yeah yeah

Hold up hold up

Yeah yeah

Kane train baby

One two new flow check it out

Microphone check one two mic checka

Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca

All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'

Take some measures out the brick

We press a brick it ain't no pressure

Slippin' tiki in my kiki I'm with Dee Dee and Vanessa

Top notch b***hes on my roster get the most and nothin' lesser

Poppa met me in the valley drop the ho all up with nothin'

Take some measures out the brick

We press a brick it ain't no pressure yessir

I didn't want to speak on this s**t but it really been rackin' my brain now

Yeah yeah

'Cause really I f**k with this rap but my n***as still sellin' c*caine now

Huh yeah

Them crackers they got enough on us to go start a motherf**kin' case now

Yeah

A n***a get hit with the R I C O they comin' they snatchin' the gang now

Big sticks longer'n a b***h golfball holes in this s**t

Big Fen ball in this b***h

'Cause with Willy brother all in the six

Had a piper shoulda wore a diaper

When I hit him left his draws full of s**t

N***as blow at us they gettin' blown down

But I'll be so proud to put the d*pe down

For the microphone check one two mic checka

Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca

All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'

Take some measures out the brick

We press a brick it ain't no pressure

Yessir microphone check one two mic checka

Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca

All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'

Take some measures out the brick

We press a brick it ain't no pressure yessir

Gangland s**t

F**k around get gangland hit

I'ma catch a little b***h while he's chillin' with his clique

N***a where the whole gang at b***h

Where the watch and the chain at b***h

Set 'em up yeah I drained that b***h

I was f**kin' in the A for like four days straight

But a n***a never claim that b***h

I be talkin' that s**t like I'm bulletproof

F**k a DM I'm sendin' them killers through

I be f**kin' with the Gs Crips Bloods BDs

Man this s**t get political

Hit the John I'm whippin' the miracle

Get the spoon I'm scrapin' the residue

Man I shop with Colombianos and the Mexicanos

Man this s**t get political

Rock it up then blade that s**t

Dog food n***a slang that s**t

N***as shot at me and miss with the whole d**n clip

Yeah the b***h couldn't aim that s**t

N***a might get gangland hit

East side sang that s**t

N***as shot at me and miss with the whole d**n clip

Yeah the b***h couldn't aim that s**t

F**k n***a

Microphone check one two mic checka

Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca

All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'

Take some measures out the brick

We press a brick it ain't no pressure

Yessir microphone check one two mic checka

Still rep that block still burn a lot I pray to Mecca

All this gang s**t in my vein I got the rake I got the blessin'

Take some measures out the brick

We press a brick it ain't no pressure yessir

Yo I would like to say you know

My man Kane smoked him you know

But there is supposed to be a reason when you kill somebody

Don't use somebody else for s**t