Bang Bang

[Intro: Jay Rock] DJ Heat, what up? [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Hello, hit every lying clip with a Eggo I pop more than I pop for when the cop blow You Fruity Pebble, homosexual wearing velcro Who gassed you up? Man, I raised the price of the petro Killing Cali, gang bangers and GTA's Weed and water, come and swim on a tidal wave I'm fucked up, psychologically braindead I once walked into a Blood group, wearing all red Wonder why nobody's banging on me Getting mad as fuck, then the police came Mistaking me for a real thug, this is not a game I'm from Compton too, shoutout to Game, give me a pair of shoes Finna skydive off the peak of my career Though it's not here yet, you motherfuckers still know who's best From the murder cap, you never heard of that, okay What about now? Clip-clip, pow, man down [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] It's like this and like that and like this and a It's like that and like this and like that and a Killer Cali niggas don't know how to act and I Never know so ride around strapped and I Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Compton, bang, bang, Inglewood, bang, bang Washed up, bang, bang, you know what's good, bang, bang [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Who said Long Beach don't keep it hood? Five minutes away, say you can die today if you dumbing out Well let's just say, if you run your trout You fucking fish get shot in the mouth And plus your bitch get shot in the mouth That's ejaculation, you kiss it, then you taste it I road around with my antennas up like Television way before the satellite K Dot mechanisms, learn something I could tell that you don't know nothing By the way you carry yourself You dumb fuck, I'm basked up and Jim Carrey myself You better duck, bless screwed, you'll be eating through a tube I've been fueled, that's the fucking guy I've been fueled, that's too fucking fly So where's my parachute, I'm 'bout to jump from the Hoover Dam No car cue, I think I landed in the Hoover, damn They 'bout to shoot [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] It's like this and like that and like this and a It's like that and like this and like that and a Killer Cali niggas don't know how to act and I Never know so ride around strapped and I Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Compton, bang, bang, Inglewood, bang, bang Washed up, bang, bang, you know what's good, bang, bang [Verse 3: Jay Rock] I'm an East side savage, black matters bring tragics Spray maggots, swat flies for the practice It's a habit, laughing at you bitch ass niggas, get on my level Heavy metal when I'm rocking in my jeans Got a problem then I'm hopping at your team Drop your captor for acting like he wanted the drama Grab the llama, she baddest mama House disrespectful, blame it on the hood I come from Niggas cicadas, with their little babies walking with guns Catch me walking with some I'm double hot, I'm walking with heat that's under the sun You blood pop, you done if you ain't got one Better step your game up before it's over Before you know it, you're close to showing Sulken red, fall on the ground, you know he dead Down for the count like an accountant California, what you know about it? Yeah, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Like Master Pete, I am the streets Jay Rock [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] It's like this and like that and like this and a It's like that and like this and like that and a Killer Cali niggas don't know how to act and I Never know so ride around strapped and I Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Compton, bang, bang, Inglewood, bang, bang Washed up, bang, bang, you know what's good, bang, bang