Parental Advisory Lyrics - Singles - Jay Rock

We outchea everyday, racked up, strapped up 

Call for your backup 'fore we get active (bam bam) 

Shots lite off, cars sped off 

Pistol grip, pump in the trunk, knock your head off 

Youngin's out late night, smokers in the alleyway 

Streets ain't fair so watch for the foulplay 

Niggas like to roleplay, stay away from them 

Them the type of clowns that'll try to do you in 

They'll get you in a room, say its either you or him 

Volunteer snitchin', that's any easy move to him 

Look, money talk, bullshit walks 1000 miles, acquitted 

The evidence got lost in the trial now 

Back to the block, niggas sellin' rocks 

Hoes sellin' cock, right in-front of the cops 

Ain't no time like now, eyes in-front of the clock 

Niggas ain't wise enough, expire right on the spot 

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Pimpin' these loose hoes 

(All here) 

They pimpin' don't you know 

(They all here) 

Red rags with big GATs 

(Stay out here) 

Money bags and dope sacks 

(It's all here) 

Who out here? 

Ab-Soul: Where my East side niggas at? Where my west side niggas at? 

Where my east side? My west side niggas at? 

(We all here) 

Photos 

Prolific, so gifted 

Eat the snub nose spittin' the .45 in 

Got these young hoes trippin', cold pimpin' 

Put this currency in motion, that's the whole mission 

Look, snakes in the shadows slitherin' 

Know the difference between soldiers and citizens who militant 

You seen them war veterans? 

On their yard doin' long stretches, tryna get home to enjoy blessin's 

Fuck stressin' 

We kush smoke nigga, fuck cessin' 

Hittin' donuts in the intersection 

105 existential 

Nigga Eastside Watts nothin' residential, nigga 

You see them pyramids on Imperial 

I'm a project baby raised off the chicken noodle soup, saltine crackers, and soggy cereal 

To make it out the 'jects, that's considered a miracle 

Visit 

Uh, black tint on the Testarosta 

Hustlin' like we broke, still look ferocious 

Uh, you don't wanna test the holster 

I ain't on bullshit, bullshit, I'm steppin' over 

I might be with my oldhead sippin' cold ones 

Talkin' about the Art of War 

Niggas don't want beef once I bring 'em round these carnivores 

Shut 'em down, open up shop like a corner store 

Serve the masses, make a lot of cash 

If they press you for taxes, burn 'em down to ashes 

On some veteran shit 

We ain't tryna take no L's, gotta Mayweather this shit 

I'm out here in the outfield like a Dodger 

Rare LA fitted, hit the wall and I rob ya 

I'm in the projects, givin' out diagnostics 

For niggas I heard killin' and dyin' for high profits 

I did it all, seen it all, know that 

Far from your average, snapshotted and quote that 

Kodak 

Jay Rock, Watts City finest 

We livin' for the moments, look around and you notice