Zip That Chop That Jay Rock (Ft. Black Hippy)

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock & Ab-Soul]
(Tha Biz—Tha Bizness)
Let 'em die
Dead
Black Hippy
We don't give a fuck
Hell nah, nigga
This conglomerate so cool, Rock, we could freeze L.A., nigga
Black Hippy
Move in
Kendrick Lamar
I tell 'em like this

[Verse 1-1: Kendrick Lamar]
Ring the alarm or wake to a bomb
You ain't a rapper, you Elton John, holding your john
I got a ton of croutons in the Louis Vuitton
That's big bread, the chickens are flying, flocks when I come

[Verse 1-2: Schoolboy Q]
Paul and Masson, half-drunk, stuck in a poem
Light matches underwater while I'm bracing the storm
I'm cool and I'm calm, laid-back, smoking a farm
Socking the shit out of niggas 'til I'm breaking my arm

[Verse 1-3: Jay Rock]
Up in my zone, two blunts, cup of Patrón
.45 on me, shoot you if you fuck with me wrong
No homo, pause, that's your life and it's going flatline
If you don't put your life in the song