Kendrick Lamar - Big Guns lyrics

[Hook: Kendrick & Jay Rock] If you want some you can get some We can do it with the small or the big guns Bout Whatever and whenever you want to do with this war sh** we used to it Lets get it on [Verse 1: Jay Rock] Aw sh** rock stepped in the place You know he got somn' on his waist Two n***as beside him yeah they got something on their waist and they'll let it spray if he say And Fade away like a J multiple shots for your face Left the Proof for the highlight tape for the FOX 11 ? Coverage Hot a** bullets leave that a** suffering n***a better have my money He act silly, smack his a** with the semi Then smoke his a** like a philly watch his departure Then hop in the charger skrt off in the hemi Stay with them burners the sh** that'll burn ya Send a hot one through your sternum you earned em for talking that sh** b**h [Kendrick] Down central Eyes in my rearview cause you never know who's out to k** you Lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout yeah [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Ready for whatever, whatever you gone bring R&B gats on my hip they gone sing Send shots through your coat damage your whole spleen Need a barrel smoking like a pipe from a dope fiend Move with the metal or plastic Shooting sh** up like h**n addicts My goons won't hesitate to body a ba*tard, have him looking right in front the pastor Got something for those that open their gums Put the barrel in your mouth have d**h at the tip of your tongue Shhh shut your mouth or my gat do it for ya, permanent nap in the dirt for ya If you want it you can get it in a LA minute Put the frame to your brain leave you there laying there finished Have you stuck in the streets leaking like a broke down engine with your body parts missing [Hook: Kendrick & Jay Rock] If you want some you can get some We can do it with the small or the big guns (yeah) Bout Whatever and whenever you want to do with this war sh** we used to it Lets get it on If you want some you can get some We can do it with the small or the big guns (yeah) Bout Whatever and whenever you want to do with this war sh** we used to it Lets get it on [Verse 3: Jay Rock] I'm a solider from Watts California, a place where them n***as run up on ya Don't be hanging out on them corners, when them van doors slide open n***a you a goner What Do you prefer getting hit with a pistol or a llama Better hope your chest got armor Slugs rip through your flesh, leave you laying in a mess Send you to the grave with the rest I don't lift weights I bench press the .38 Throw a stray have you waiting by them pearly gates Man the streets ain't safe better stay in the house The grim reaper in the streets and he taking em out The block filled with syringes and sirens Shots letting off bullets spread like a virus n***a you a fool you put your gat in retirement Thats how n***as out here expiring You gotta stay strapped [Kendrick] Down central Eyes in my rearview cause you never know who's out to k** you Lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout yeah