[Verse 1: Jay Rock] (What's up, Jay Rock?) Shit, just the same old same old Same fiends in the hood, chasing the best dope Project hustling, chasing them pesos It's a struggle everyday, man, you know how this shit goes But my demeanor'll never switch, cherry red beamer Gangbanged the fuck out, red rag around the nina No doubt, I'm living it Been claiming the set since the year found Snoop innocent Slanging hard rock when the rap game was ran by Timberlands Deport ya asses back, where's my strap? Lemme put a hole in 'em, and what's concealed in the black denim Will rock 'em to sleep like I babysit 'em I seen it all - loyalty, betrayal, envy My close homie died in my arms 12 hundred project units under the sun Ain't about where you at, it's about where you're from
[Hook: Kendrick Lamar] Welcome to Watts, California Where we ain't scared to run up on ya You ain't prepared when it go down You already dead right about now Welcome to Watts, California Where we ain't scared to run up on ya If you ain't prepared when it go down Then you know it's Jay Rock turn now
[Verse 2: Jay Rock] The homie told me, "Put your feelings aside" But since I got signed I been feeling the Vibes Niggas play the background and screw they face all day Wanna walk in my shoes, wanna take my place So at any given time they might take my life So I take the .38 when I ride at night Broad day, no exempt, niggas kill you when the sun is out Make sure your gun is out or stay inside your mama house It's that real, you don't feel me yet? Fine, niggas, drop the beat and just let me vent No mask on, fuck around and kill your whole squad Be the last person you see before you meet god Keep the rifle on top of the tripod Aim art, if you live your body might need parts Jay Rock, putting it down for Top Dawg From the bottom to the top, we shooting straight for the starsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
