[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
With these lyrics that I'm kicking
I'm a west coast chemist
I'm a B-L- double O, D shit
You niggas know me when I pull up on your block in a truck with a couple homies
Sip that, light the spliff, who’s that, snatch ya bitch
Nothing but a g party like Pac in 96
But its 07 no half steppin’
Get outta line no mercy nigga we blast weapons
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
California economics got me hooked on it like phonics
When the beat drop, I drop a bomb like atomic
Got my heat cocked like some type of bird
Big pimpin’ weapon under the fur
Limping’ like a prosthetic leg
But still play the back like bike pegs
LA fitted cap, cap pealing your wig back
Pack with Glocks in it g roc black tinted
What side you claim fuck yo gang
Yeah Yeah thats what I’m talking bout nigga
[Verse 3: Jay Rock]
I got more bars than singular
Keep a four five yeah seen me a
Shoot to kill we on the brooklyn bridge
Range Rovers and Coupe Devilles
Middle fingers up to the NYPD
Locked down in them cells thats where they want us Gs
Feds watching got us on camera got a good lawyer he cold like Canada
Nigga I’m a animal, raps new hannibal, king of my jungle, eat you like antelope
Product of the projects nigga I’m the shizznit
You don’t wanna test, give you lames the business
Watts California pay hell a visit, where a wrong turn can be your last visit, listen
Pit Bull on records, yeah nigga we vicious
Jimmy Hoffa you niggas, leave your artists missing
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
With these lyrics that I'm kicking
I'm a west coast chemist
I'm a B-L- double O, D shit
You niggas know me when I pull up on your block in a truck with a couple homies
Sip that, light the spliff, who’s that, snatch ya bitch
Nothing but a g party like Pac in 96
But its 07 no half steppin’
Get outta line no mercy nigga we blast weapons
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
California economics got me hooked on it like phonics
When the beat drop, I drop a bomb like atomic
Got my heat cocked like some type of bird
Big pimpin’ weapon under the fur
Limping’ like a prosthetic leg
But still play the back like bike pegs
LA fitted cap, cap pealing your wig back
Pack with Glocks in it g roc black tinted
What side you claim fuck yo gang
Yeah Yeah thats what I’m talking bout nigga
[Verse 3: Jay Rock]
I got more bars than singular
Keep a four five yeah seen me a
Shoot to kill we on the brooklyn bridge
Range Rovers and Coupe Devilles
Middle fingers up to the NYPD
Locked down in them cells thats where they want us Gs
Feds watching got us on camera got a good lawyer he cold like Canada
Nigga I’m a animal, raps new hannibal, king of my jungle, eat you like antelope
Product of the projects nigga I’m the shizznit
You don’t wanna test, give you lames the business
Watts California pay hell a visit, where a wrong turn can be your last visit, listen
Pit Bull on records, yeah nigga we vicious
Jimmy Hoffa you niggas, leave your artists missing
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