Dope Water

[Intro: Rediroc]
2013! Redi!

[Verse 1: Rediroc]
Straight drop Redi, shout out my youngin; Leek
We mobbing on the top, we came from underneath
We got them broomsticks, don't make us come and sweep
Do you all dirty and leave you squeaky clean
"36" circles, they on the stove cooking
Dope boy chain, you can't over look me
Airplane mode, we call it "Chris Paul'n"
I'm in them Patent leathers, my loud from California
Ass so big that I forgot her face
Like "What's your name again? Where I meet you at?"
These young boys crazy, I gotta keep a gat
He went in a "G" but he left a rat
Ain't no respecting that, you should be dead for that
But let me mind my business, and get back to this business
I mean back to that trapping, packing crack in that plastic
Copping, cooking and selling, 30 packed in that ladder
Crack him like an elastic, they keep asking "What happened?"
They left the seen a mess, where the fuck is the napkin?
Presidential suites, meet in the lobby, I'm wit Atlanta Jasmine
She got a stripper body. She do them stripper moves
She get a pussy popping, she like them bitches too
Mary Jane and Molly. So, let's go have some fun
Let's go get it "WAM'in", enough to cop a Porsche
For summers in Miami. My 5th is Nickel plated
It got a pro handle, come through your great adventures
Turn it to pearl harbor
This is vintage Versace, that shit Biggie was rocking
That shit made by Gianni, before a Donatella
We eating Calimari with fried Mozzarella
Marinara sauce, the Wine from the Cellar
Everything is Mob, everyday we Mobbing'
Rediroc is back, that "TRAP 2" is coming!
Rediroc is back, that "TRAP 2" is coming!
Yeah, Rediroc is back, that "TRAP 2" is coming!

[Talking: Rediroc]
Stizzy! you hear me! Slim! You hear me!?
They know that! APE GANG!