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jay rock - 3 kings lyrics

[hook]

n-ggas talking sh-t when we step up in the club
it’s all good ’till you get hit with a slug
yeah he on the wall, coughing up blood
should have known not to f-ck with us thugs
catch me in the hood, blowing on bud
n-gga, f-ck your dollar man, i’m all about dubs
catch me in the kitchen, cooking up drugs
[?] i’m all for the bubs

[verse 1]
i’m all over the stove like pots and pans
hit the corner with the rock, the glocks in hand
rock hold more sh-lls than a taco stand
if i pop, the block hot like a summer jam
d-mn, i won’t hesitate, to let the pistol whistle
bullets like many missiles, go straight through your tissue
and your momma yelling, crying sneeze into some tissue
i’m like, d-mn rock, you could have worked out the issue
really hard in the club without no bodyguards
this where ogs fresh out the penitentiary are
for those who don’t know me don’t pretend you’re hard
yeah that loud talking sh-t, that’ll get you scarred
left hook, knock your punk -ss on your back
your head busted, now it looks like the crack of her -ss
then i’m back posting up on the ave
with the homies smoking and joking, counting that cash

[hook]

[verse 2]
i’m like a sound system bump base on the block
n-ggas scheming, bulletproof doors on the drop
well i ain’t got a garage, ’64 in the lot
in the city of god when they bust at the cops
i stay with a fed, always keep me a b-tch
always holding a crip, always keep me a clip
yeah, these n-ggas like to trip, i’ll send them to their destination
to that hot place, you can talk it out with satan
i’m hot faced, i was blessed with raw game
b-tches fiending for my d-ck, call me cocaine
in the hood, like tall cans and low daddies
i’m so so gutta like ghetto swords and [?] alleys
i’m from ca, but some call it k!ller cali
where we banging, get some b-tches don’t know who their [?] is
twist up dro, laid back like recliners
smoking on five, got me higher than airliners

[hook]

[outro]

yeah it’s jay rock n-ggas
straight out the projects, nickerson gardens
deejay dave, i see you my n-gga
fat boy i see you my n-gga
that’s how we do it here
top dawg entertainment mothaf-ckas

- jay rock lyrics

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