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Nothin’ Change - Jay Rock
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Nothin’ Change Jay Rock

Nothin’ Change - Jay Rock
[Produced by Dr. Dre]

[Intro]
Uh, yeah, Jay Rock, Watts' finest
Top Dawg Entertainment, what's happenin', boy?
Yeah, how these niggas like to run they mouth?
Don't know what they gettin' theyself into
They gon' learn, uh, I'm goin' in, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
Real niggas do real things
Bitch-niggas, they'll sell their soul for the fame
Even if I'm broke, I'm a roll for the flame
On the block, set-trippin', motherfucker, nothin' changed
Don't get it twisted cause I'm rhymin' on a track
Yeah, I'm the type of nigga leave you dyin' on your back
In a black Cadillac with a diamond in the back
With four grimy niggas with a llama and a MAC
Niggas run they mouth like they can't be touched
'Til them shots go off, leave his ass on hush
Look, his boy got hit, left his ass on crutch
You ain't got no gat, you shouldn't talk so much
Nigga, get caught slippin', motherfucker, that's yo' ass
Got a hundred rounds in it, you ain't runnin' that fast
My advice: get a gat and some niggas
Cause if you talk about me
Then I'm comin' to get you, motherfucker
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