Lyrics
Man, quit with the politics
Lotta lip, what happened to keepin it gangsta
Let's talk about it then, think they forget
City ain't full of angels
They don't know bout the kid, what he did
They really don't know where he came from
Where he get his name from
They called him Reddd
You can see blood on his face
And smoke comin outta his head, never was scared
Put a lil boy in his place
Address him and lay him out like putting clothes on the bed
Ready to slide any day, ain't play it safe
Came up with dirt on his hands
Okay he come from the west
You don't act right, he takin it
Steal on a nigga, he petty with theft
Clear up the smoke if he puff out his chest
One punch man, take his head off his neck
Aim for the nose and the mouth
Walk around with his chin out, it's a check
Cash out like he parlaying a bet
One-v-one, settling debts
Want smut on ya name or want ya respect
Okay lets get it then
Poppin it thinkin its gum
Chewin right threw him, don't know its a spear meant
Just for his his head, clearin it
Might need a vest if you serious
Know niggas who don't care to show they appearance when folk disappearing
Lookin like you seen a ghost in the mirror
And everywhere you go you know that he's near
Temperature drop through the floor
Raise hell, devil look like he cold up in here
Let somethin get outta hand, it's really light
Now its all the way up in the air
You niggas go with the wind
Roll with the trends, everybody twins
Actin like everybody friends
Not Reddd, message wasn't sent
Really though, folks had it bent
But never once told, never snitched
Two faced niggas get a dent
Funny how the coin make em flip
Okay now its all makin sense
They hustle but ain't all money in
Playin with the dogs, you a vic