GoldLink Lyrics
"Spectrum"

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[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 fuckin' 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', fuckin' dirty with the older niggas ridin' for me
And they just told me how that game work
I said fuck it, I'mma put the rockin' by your ___? dumb shit
But fuck 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 fucked them bitches ___?
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
Nigga ___? ya with the physical and spiritual
Lookin' back at what my life and what a fuckin' trip
I coulda loved this bitch and lost myself so I could please the bitch
And never please the bitch is what I learned and then
I went away from everything
I started searchin' for one, well, uh
Mo' bitches, mo' money, mo' drugs
How my niggas 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 bitch on my dick
Young nigga, no whip, my niggas 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
This song is from the album "And After That, We Didn't Talk".