Fresh Jay Rock (Ft. E-40 & Yung Joc)

[Intro: DJ Skee]
This some more exclusive shit, man
DJ Skee
Watts Finest Volume III, Jay Rock
I told ya, we only droppin' classic shit
E-40, what up, Joc?
I see you Top Dawg Entertainment, let's go
(DJ Skee, world premiere, world premiere)

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
[?] the Rock's what they know me as
Got my own stash, blowin' on my own grass
I'm on point like thumbtacks and broke glass
What you mad, you can't shine with your broke ass?
Touch my cash, automatics blowin' fast
Last train of thought all over the cold av'
Throw up the gutter, but ya boy got a cold swag
In the Regal, ride clean with no tags
Yeah I'm fresh, your boy looking so legit
Chickens on me, they the flyest, and I'm the shit
Truth is, I ain't even got a wardrobe
White T, black jeans, all a nigga know
(DJ Skee)
Him though, high dro's all a nigga smoke
Shoot dice, seven-eleven is all I wrote
Breaking pockets, boy, up off the first row
Get your weight up, my pockets on swole, I'm fresh