What Happen

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Yo the boss is back Off the strip with 10 horses Town on his back, flawless rap But check my motives its big checks in the check I wrote it Hardcore kills raps, spin it back One flick off the wrist and wahla it is Ab So if you see the kid napping that don’t mean I took em That mean the cemetery got to find a place to put em I think you might have put your hands in the wrong pudding Or your man ? fucking with the wrong hoodlum I’m not Bum J but all it takes is one day Or one hour of recess to lets the guns play (what happen?) I had to let the gun spray in his direction Like Raid to an insect, I'm infectin' em' Straight letting em go like its 8 seconds to go [Hook: Kendrick] If you talk that better have enough balls to walk that shit Cause we don’t give a fuck about who you running’ with We will flame yo shit and all you gonna hear is (what happen) yeah (what happen) Oh nothing that boy was being himself Like, sike, nah I’m bluffin’ that boy was somebody else So we hurt that boy, hurt that boy [Verse 2: Kendrick] They say a closed mouth don’t get fed But a loud mouth get a entrée of bullets right to the head, shit Bon appetite, I climb out my window I shoot ya block up then I’m back in the bed, sleep Back to the business, backpack with blocks all in it When it comes to beef I’m doing the dishes, shit More beef then I’m stuck in the kitchen To stop my trigger finger from itchin’ I’ll probably need a prescription Plus, I told you niggas too many times, you're not in my division divide mathematician Counting money like it grow on trees Matter of fact it do, I got a lawn full of hundred dollar bills, no leaves My bitch got a blade in her weave just incase mine break she hand one to me Cataracts I know y’all can’t see I infact I apologize about that [Hook: Kendrick] If you talk that better have enough balls to walk that shit Cause we don’t give a fuck about who you running’ with We will flame yo shit and all you gonna hear is (what happen) yeah (what happen) Oh nothing that boy was being himself Sike, sike, nah I’m bluffin’ that boy was somebody else So we hurt that boy, hurt that boy [Verse 3: Jay Rock] I walk it how I live it Call it how I see it I don’t live by a script you wanna be whats on the TV Yeah I’m Jay rock I’m the one haters love to envy So I keep burners, busting clips until they empty Straight to his head til his skullcap is empty And if I’m ? I’ll be back up in a jiffy with a semi Smoke his ass fast like a Philly watch the automatic lean his ass back like a willy I’m silly with the 9 millimeter shot to his bathing ape outfit Put his flame out quick I’m bout G shit you you, ain’t bout spit Sniper his ass watch his ass drop unexpected like bird shit A general so you gotta salute the Colonel Give you a warning Disobey you gone by the morning The bullets come free with a casket see But you broke so you can’t funeral with fear [Hook: Kendrick] If you talk that better have enough balls to walk that shit Cause we don’t give a fuck about who you running’ with We will flame yo shit and all you gonna hear is (what happen) yeah (what happen) Oh nothing that boy was being himself Sike, sike, nah I’m bluffin’ that boy was somebody else So we hurt that boy, hurt that boy