Killa Cali Jay Rock (Ft. Kendrick Lamar)

[Hook]
I know about killa California
Badmon no fear fi haunt ya
But we no care about not a ting at all
No hesitate, we buss ya boy

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
When I leave the house, I can't forget the weapon
Been through more shootouts than HOT 97, yeah
Equipped with the black Mac 11
Ain't no half steppin', Watts is what I'm reppin'
Pull up, whip same color as fire
Obesity rims, anorexic tires
Bob Marley in the Swisher, I gotta get higher
The Grim Reaper handin' out tickets like flyers
Crips killin' Crips, Bloods killin' Bloods
That's how it is now in Killa Cali, bruh
You gotta stay strapped, homie, never slip up
Bullets love skin, you'll get that ass touched
I glide through the streets, gat in my lap
One under the seat, K in the trunk, like who want it with me?
Don't make it to trauma, you'll be lying in sheets
We the last of a dying breed

[Hook]
I know about killa California
Badmon no fear fi haunt ya
But we no care about not a ting at all
No hesitate, we buss ya boy
Bo! Bo! Buss a shot fi your area
Bo! Bo! Buss a shot fi your area
Rah! Rah! Buss a shot fi your area
Cause we no scared of yah