GoldLink - Spectrum lyrics

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GoldLink - Spectrum lyrics

[Produced by Louie Lastic] [Hook] Run through your clique *Scratch*, you pissed on trip I'mma have to bust you in your lips And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips Cuz I ain't for no *scratch* givin' tips Run through your clique *Scratch*, you pissed on trip I'mma have to bust you in your lips And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique [Break 1] Spanish [Verse 1] I learned a lot in such a short amount of time Everything that's f**in' fine that go to [?] Met you when I was like maybe fifteen years on you You just act a little older plus I heard you came from Arizona And that was new so I was poppin' up at house parties Ridin', f**in' dirty with the older n***as ridin' for me And they just told me how that game work I said f** it, I'mma put the rockin' by your [?] dumb sh** But f** it, that's my initial thought when I had met you I was sittin' in the bleachers when your girls approached me And they threw away your number like it wan't taken or something I told 'em "Baby, I'm nothing", say "Why you wanna choose me?" They giggle, and walked away, I pray to God It felt so right, I never [?], I never f**ed them b**hes [?] So if you ever try to blame it on me Know I blame it on my dick, know I'm sick, ya I run through ya [Break 2] Spanish [Hook] Run through your clique *Scratch*, you pissed on trip I'mma have to bust you in your lips And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips Cuz I ain't for no *scratch* givin' tips Run through your clique *Scratch*, you pissed on trip I'mma have to bust you in your lips And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique [Verse 2] Nineteen, I got a newer meaning Rocked Monk beats, got sane, searchin' for a deeper meaning Still burnin' women, what a deadly contradiction n***a [?] ya with the physical and spiritual Lookin' back at what my life and what a f**in' trip I coulda loved this b**h and lost myself so I could please the b**h And never please the b**h is what I learned and then I went away from everything I started searchin' for one, well, uh Mo' b**hes, mo' money, mo' d** How my n***as started robbin', went west, start thuggin' Picked rappin', they chose, I blew, my crew Got big, split wigs, still rob mo' [?] We battle, we fight, we one big one No Pun, all [?], no b**h on my dick Young n***a, no whip, my n***as legit And I pray for my clan and my squad while I run through your (clique) [Bridge] Run through your clique Run through, run through your clique Run through your clique [Hook] Run through your clique *Scratch*, you pissed on trip I'mma have to bust you in your lips And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips Cuz I ain't for no *scratch* givin' tips Run through your clique *Scratch*, you pissed on trip I'mma have to bust you in your lips And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique

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