[Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
Oh, damn
Jay Rock, kill em
No mask on
Damn, yeah
[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
I was raised in these streets, boy you, can't tell me nothing
Hop out the Crown Vic' with the fo' fo' dumping
My mama said I need help, my cheese slipped off my cracker
Don't bring your bitch around me; if you do, I'ma crack her
The hood made me who I am so that's who I'ma be, dawg
Act tough, sliding the .38 to B-Dawg
No one hotter, I got lava, I pop shotties at your neck collar
Shed down stoves to buy Prada
If rap don't work, shit, I'm back at the spot
Selling good to the fiends, selling fly to cops
Gotta watch for them raids, they damage the franchise
Nowadays, gotta keep the toilet on standby
You snitchin' in the hood, you ain't the one to stand by
'Cause you could be a target once we order this homicide
Choppers come out and all hell breaks loose
See the devil in the flesh once it's aimed at you
Shit, I walk around the 'jects with eyes at the back of my head
Some niggas wanna put my lifeline in the red
I pop the pistol if it's a issue to make my hand hot
Rip the tissue; your family miss you, I make your mama cry
"Oh, that boy, he gone, he ain't never gangbanged, he ain't doin no wrong"
Shut the fuck up, that nigga was a killer like me
Under his belt, he had ten killers like me
Niggas pray that they can remove the sinner like me
Come through, broad day, bad bitches with me
From South Central to Queens, I make them talk about me
Make sure I'm ballin' before they put the chalk around me
'Til then, I be on the 1-0-5 in the wind
Pistol on my lap; wanna die? You can bring a friend
It's mandatory, it's mandatory, my dude
If your chain shining bright, I'ma blow out your fuse
Run up in your dope spot like "Nobody move!"
Kill you right after I rob you, the unwritten rule
From South Central to A-T-L, they talk about me
Make sure I'm ballin' before they put the chalk around me
'Til then I be rollin' up chronic, sippin' Hen
Flying kites to my niggas doing life in the pen
Wanna die? Bring a friend, we can make this a double date
So go 'round the block catchin 'em, chilling and hit the brake
It's mandatory, it's mandatory that's most def
Check the murder rate, over here got the most death
Obama made president but we still peddling
We want it in white, hundred game relevant
Carry shine, don't slippin' insult my intelligence
Something in the trunk like the nuts in an elephant
Came for the paper and mayhem
Come between that, think twice get your bitch ass laid down
Mandatory
Oh, damn
Jay Rock, kill em
No mask on
Damn, yeah
[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
I was raised in these streets, boy you, can't tell me nothing
Hop out the Crown Vic' with the fo' fo' dumping
My mama said I need help, my cheese slipped off my cracker
Don't bring your bitch around me; if you do, I'ma crack her
The hood made me who I am so that's who I'ma be, dawg
Act tough, sliding the .38 to B-Dawg
No one hotter, I got lava, I pop shotties at your neck collar
Shed down stoves to buy Prada
If rap don't work, shit, I'm back at the spot
Selling good to the fiends, selling fly to cops
Gotta watch for them raids, they damage the franchise
Nowadays, gotta keep the toilet on standby
You snitchin' in the hood, you ain't the one to stand by
'Cause you could be a target once we order this homicide
Choppers come out and all hell breaks loose
See the devil in the flesh once it's aimed at you
Shit, I walk around the 'jects with eyes at the back of my head
Some niggas wanna put my lifeline in the red
I pop the pistol if it's a issue to make my hand hot
Rip the tissue; your family miss you, I make your mama cry
"Oh, that boy, he gone, he ain't never gangbanged, he ain't doin no wrong"
Shut the fuck up, that nigga was a killer like me
Under his belt, he had ten killers like me
Niggas pray that they can remove the sinner like me
Come through, broad day, bad bitches with me
From South Central to Queens, I make them talk about me
Make sure I'm ballin' before they put the chalk around me
'Til then, I be on the 1-0-5 in the wind
Pistol on my lap; wanna die? You can bring a friend
It's mandatory, it's mandatory, my dude
If your chain shining bright, I'ma blow out your fuse
Run up in your dope spot like "Nobody move!"
Kill you right after I rob you, the unwritten rule
From South Central to A-T-L, they talk about me
Make sure I'm ballin' before they put the chalk around me
'Til then I be rollin' up chronic, sippin' Hen
Flying kites to my niggas doing life in the pen
Wanna die? Bring a friend, we can make this a double date
So go 'round the block catchin 'em, chilling and hit the brake
It's mandatory, it's mandatory that's most def
Check the murder rate, over here got the most death
Obama made president but we still peddling
We want it in white, hundred game relevant
Carry shine, don't slippin' insult my intelligence
Something in the trunk like the nuts in an elephant
Came for the paper and mayhem
Come between that, think twice get your bitch ass laid down
Mandatory
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