Jay Rock - Freestyle (100 Bars) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, Jay Rock n***as, Watt's finest Top Dawg Entertainment b**h We them do it n***as Y'all better look out, K. Dot the hub city threat Punchline that n***a's a monster Juice, he'll snatch your ho And the fat light skinned n***a with braids, he'll f** you up Lets go [Verse] I'm a straight up menace I ain't talking 'bout Dennis f** a slingshot Thing co*k it's a nickel plated beam Glock Straight out the bricks I'm with the business In the hood making a k**ing on that cash route I ain't got time for chilling I ain't a chump, test if you want I'll light your a** up like the tip of a blunt And your mouth on the tip of the pump Pull the trigger then, watch your top open like the back of a trunk Pouring hot sh** through your back and your front meat Won't stop dumping 'till you slumped in the front seat Gun speak, talk's cheap, that's how it is where I be [?] around the corner pistol in my hand when I sleep Bodies steady dropping every day of the week Dog it's nothing new that's how it it is on these streets The AR, that'll knock your a** off your feet So gone body left for the pastor to preach n***as dying life seem worthless Been to more funerals, than a church service Red and blue raggers ride for the purpose Banging never played out like [?] Come to the hood, see Glocks jerkin' Kids sling chrome n***a, one time swervin' Gangbanging sh** never coming to an ending Whoever started it, that n***a can't finish it Real talk, gotta watch where you walk Gotta a maroon colour, your body outlined in chalk Trunk full of guns, for whoever want drama Gotta a lot of hand pistols and a lot of Llamas Got the inf beam on top of the black revolver Get you 6 shots at a bar like an alcoholic n***as scheming and they hate when a n***a balling My dollar's rising and they funds is steady falling f** em with raps, I'm strapped with a lot of condoms HIV, that's an uncurable problem You got a gat, it don't take nothing to pop it One shot to the head guaranteed to drop 'em Dot, he'll put five in your face and leave ya (Chopped and screwed like a Houston mixtape) n***as gotta wear bulletproof vests n***as wasn't born with a bulletproof chest Teams getting better so they cutting more cheques n***as be hating so we buying more TECs You b**h n***as, y'all better act right Yeah my gun's steady smoking like a crack pipe Woah, my heart cold as popsicle And I'll [?] your block on a bicycle Doom Dog, he the captain n***a call me skipper I'm Gilligan with a gat, I'll leave you crippled I stay on a mission 187 plenty ammunition That'll leave a b**h n***a missin', listen huh I can throw them things, I ain't a punk B And I roll the dope leave your face all lumpy Got ballers that shoot straighter than Ginobili That'll leave you bleeding son, like a ho on a monthly Yeah, we spending grands monthly In the trunk, that's where the Mossberg pump be We got cars roll heavy like tanks Y'all guns all sterile, y'all be shooting blanks We don't give a f** what you think, spit a flame Afterthought about your brain, should have stayed in your lane n***as be shook when the guns is out Yeah, bullets at your body while some blood come out n***a, get low when I blast the 4 Slugs at your head looking like a Sloppy Joe Give it up n***a, you sloppy joe Jay Rock came through with a co*ky flow I'm hard, and I'm raw like c**aine I'm hot like propane, embedded in your head like Rogaine In high school is was a flunky I was too busy in the hood serving rock to the junkies Close your mouth don't front G I still gotta collect 5 dollars from your auntie Black jeans 9 ball under the white tee I'm your pusher man hustling flow like Ice-T Women think I'm handsome now, all the girls like me Don't believe me, b**h n***a ask your wifey Had her in my house she was loving the wood Had her legs in the air like the kick was good It's Top Dawg, n***as misunderstood Don't be alone when we enter your hood