Top Dawg CypHa ScHoolboy Q (Ft. Black Hippy & Lil Louie)

[Verse 1: Lil Louie]
I love green
When I wake up the sky green
I keep the 40 Glock cocked when I'm ridind
Yeah, I'll be riding, dirty with my nigga Dirty
You want beef?
Hollow tips leave your eyes blurry
My guys carry, all types of guns
I'm on the block gettin' money, blood, man fuck the ones
I don't talk snitch niggas, I don't fuck with them
I let the chopper get at ‘em like blum-blum-blum-blum
Yeah, never trust no bitch, let 'em
Suck the dick, that's it, then split now it's
Back to my gutter tip, 24's on the whip
Montana in the pot, I'm the chef on the shift
Niggas yappin' at they lip, 'til my gat at they lip
Then I make they head spin like they drunk off a fifth
I got a lot of chips, I hustle with a lot of pimps
Knockin' goons, I’m a goon, 'lot of hoes wanna strip

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
New coupe, top disappear like FUBU
I'm in the hood, pockets heavy like Bruce Bruce
Damn, I'm like a bullet when I shoot through
I'm the shit, these whack rappers is boo-boo
We hit the club, pop bottles like it's nothing
Top Dolla, Pop Hollows out the Impala
Pay dues, spray tools, nigga we wylin'
Money, Power, Respect, mothafucka we dialin'
Top Dawg money gang, get affiliated
.38 special flow, niggas can't trace it (Damn)
I'm still dope dealin', picture that
Cookin' the crack is fine, what I cook on the track
Rippin' it fast, fiends run it back, get it stacked
Blow it fast, get it back, at the mall, pop tags
Hit the lot, buy a 'Lac ride out
Top Dawg E-N-T, niggas know what we about, we get money