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jay rock – welcome to watts lyrics

[intro]
yeah, jay rock n-ggas
watts finest, top dawg entertainment
yeah, i see you boy
k.dot, gon hit ’em hard with this one
punch line, on the ones and twos
we finna f-ck ’em this year

[verse 1: jay rock]
jay rock still handle them bills
watchin’ my dollars multiply like bebe’s kids
i’m fresh plus the watch got a make over
different colours in the bezel something like crayolas
i’m from dub city, dot from hub city
yeah it’s like pac flowing through my veins, thug in me
i hug semis, hood mvp
all these haters love to envy me, so f-ck ’em
hear my game’s proper, i’m bout dollars
f-ck trickin’ on a b-tch i’d rather buy impalas
if i gotta pay for it baby i ain’t want it
your p-ssy probably got a hundred thousand miles on it
with no tune-up, with no oil change
your best bet put your coochie up for auction mayne
i’m runnin’ to the money i ain’t stoppin’
walk around with a stack, that’s nothin’ but pocket change
career about to take off like a rocket
when i sell a lot of records you could call it stock exchange
movin’ pounds of that gr-ss, need a weed license
plus i’m steady gettin’ high like the gas prices
if rapping was boxing, i’m tyson
first round knock out boy, without bitin’
when you gettin’ paper
n-ggas start to hate ya
you got a problem i’ma solve it call me perry mason
i’m from the projects so you know i’m gutter n-gga
keep that louisville but i’ll thirty-eight slug a n-gga
when i hit new york you know where i’m at
in the 40-40 club being chic and kickin’ back
walk in manhattan with my big homies
all in times square with the chrome forty-five on me
then i’m flyin’ back to cali to see my b-tches
then i’m all on crenshaw, dippin’, hitting switches
then i’m back in the nickerson gardens
f-ckin’ with big vote and the hit squadron mobbin’
in my black khaki’s and corduroys
been wearin’ tees before them franchise boys, you know
n-gga this top daw e-n-t
i’m a p-i-m-p, rollin’ with my g-a-n-g
doom dawg got a n-gga stackin’ my benjies
a n-gga might purchase the bentley
cause warner brothers made it official
like a fat man with stripes that’s holdin’ a whistle
i’m bout to blow, like bad b-tches who suck d-ck
or like a dynamite stick that’s lit
you haters better take cover
yeah you f-ckin’ with a watts living soldier
yeah the pressure gettin’ heavy got the city on my shoulders
i’m not droppin’ it for n0body, n0body gonna stop me
i’m like a freight train on a track
have you dying in pain on your back, from the mac
leave a stain on your steps, leave your brain in your lap
and that’s what i call a bl-wj-b
plus this money got the world turnin’ like doorkn-bs
it could turn your good friend to a foe
it could turn your girlfriend to a ho
it could you make you famous, it could make you change up
on your n-ggas if you let it
gotta keep berettas
n-ggas comin’ at your cheddar
this is ’06 so i got brand new raps
brand new stacks, brand new straps
all new women, brand new batch
tell me what you know about that, yeah
it’s jay rock, yeah n-ggas know my style
find me on the block strapped with a forty-cal
come to your spot black mask on the face
automatic weapons we’ll shove ’em in your face
all in your place, take it straight to the safe
rob you for your cake then leave without a trace
travel through the mind of a crook, okay you shook
out here n-ggas get murdered for looks
this the land where the sh-t don’t stop
k!ller k!ller cali, i’ll welcome y’all to watts

- jay rock lyrics

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