Win (remix) Lyrics - Jay Rock

[Intro: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar] 

Ayy this that Eastside Johnny, big redemption like 

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? 

Hol' up 

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah 

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar] 

Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah (yeah) 

Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (yeah) 

You either with me or against me, ho (ho) 

You either with me or (wait) 

Win, win, win, win, win (yeah) 

Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (win) 

These niggas ain't shit (mommy), win, win, win, win 

Stop chasin' that bitch (stop), win, win, win, win (yeah) 

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[Verse 1: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar] 

Big Jay Rock go (go) 

On 10, 10, 10, 10s (on 10, 10, 10, 10s) 

Exit at 4 (4), bring friend, friend, friend, friends 

Matte black two-door (door), jump in, in, in, in 

You might wanna keep score (score) 

I win, win, win, win (I win, win, win, win) 

Forearm tattoos (huh), that's squad, squad, squad, squad 

All of them gon' shoot (huh), don't try, try, try, try 

I walk in room (huh), their eyes wide, wide, wide 

Third album comin' soon (yeah), I'm glad y'all gon' die 

I ain't chasin' after no bitch 

I got bigger plans than stayin' rich (stayin' rich) 

I've been tapped in since I was six (like six) 

I tap dance all on a brick (tap dance) 

And your diamonds like tap water (tap water) 

That shit way too foggy (clean it up) 

These VVSs way awesome (what's up?) 

Parked CLS for baby mama (no love) 

Drop to your death without warnin' 

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[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar] 

Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah (yeah) 

Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (yeah) 

You either with me or against me, ho (ho) 

You either with me or (wait) 

Win, win, win, win, win (yeah) 

Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (win) 

These niggas ain't shit (mommy), win, win, win, win 

Stop chasin' that bitch (stop), win, win, win, win (yeah) 

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] 

A nigga been winning for a long time 

With a strong mind and I own mine 

You can check my motherfuckin' pedigree 

On my chest is the letter C, poetically 

So inclined, genuine, suspicious lies 

Your bitch is mine and in due time 

You'll see that I am certified and intertwined 

Cover two like a cornerback 

Yeah, loc' I need the corner back 

I'm on it, I want it, I get it 

LeBron with the Late Show, we get it 

Imperialistic, magic mystic 

Aaron Donald with the helmet lipstick 

I don't lose, in case you missed it 

Facts on facts, check my statistics 

Don Dada, Doggfather 

Drip on a bitch like cold water 

Me and my niggas we known to cut up 

Slice the bread, cut the butter 

Pop the pain, roll the bud up 

All of my niggas and bitches, what up? 

All of my cousins crippin', throw it up 

Wuh-wuh-win, nigga I ain't stutter 

[Chorus: Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, & Snoop Dogg] 

Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah 

Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah(yeah) 

Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah 

Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (yeah) 

You either with me or against me, ho 

You either with me or against me, ho (ho) 

You either with me or 

You either with me or (wait) 

Win, win, win, win, win 

Win, win, win, win, win (yeah) 

Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (win) 

These niggas ain't shit (mommy), win, win, win, win 

Stop chasin' that bitch (stop), win, win, win, win (yeah)