CollabByFoReal&JCG 

CollabByFoReal&JCG

Fo Real
[Verse 1]
This be a collaboration by some of mans best
we be sayin these lyrics comin from the west
where playas dip in low ridas and 64s
we be breakin it down fo tha Lord fo sho
I be dippin so tite that I got ya trippin on my grill
this be a collaboration by JCG and Fo Real
we come from tha home of the bloods and crips
where hustlas and ballas hit switches and dip
I be dippin in my Chevy Suburban hittin switches on tha curb
I'm that playa that likes preachin tha word
I preach tha word of God and I reach to tha heathen
I be makin prayers and killin them demons
I'm a gospel gangsta and tha heathen I be teachin
I be reachin to the spiritually blind when I be preachin
I preach tha word of God cuz i'm in Gods gang
I need no one to back me up cuz I got tha protection in Jesus name
I'm not concerned wit tha fame I'm in it for JC
when I rips tha mic I destroy fake MCs
I preach Jesus Christ crusified ya see
now i'm gonna pass tha mic to my home boy JCG
JCG
[Verse 2]
Verse two, what the devil gonna do?
With the big G-O-D's Gs, who he gonna fool?
Cause we knew, and we know who is gonna bust the flows
For the Lord, the Lamb, the only God that opens these doors
To have power over these demons that be fooling cause they trying
But FoReal and me got the devil and his patnas out flyin and cryin
Cause they tryin to meet our skillz
Brother we battlin n tacklin these demons all over they's grillz
So just feel FoReal and JCG cause we back
Jackin them demons and they leader cause they aint got smack
Its eveverything they lack, when we beat them demons all over the floor
Through the door, out the store, kick em back, with a bat n even more gore
Cause they cant touch- these Westside boys
With the power of the Lord, all the devil does is noise
Whack, that is all I be hearin, but the devil want me fearin,
N feelin, n scrillin, cause its my salvation redemption he wanna be stealin
But bro we hold on to Jesus name, in the game, aint the same,
Without his name, and the fame, it wouldnt be worth the shame
That we would feel at the end of times
Cause the devil gonna get loose with all his crimes
But let me tell you he gonna get bruised when we spit them rhymes
All over his spine in a dime, in his eyes, down the throat, we gonna kill these demons more
And more every day that goes by
Cause when they mess with us its the G-O-D they tryin