Big Guns

[Hook: Kendrick & Jay Rock]

If you want some you can get some

We can do it with the small or the big guns

Bout Whatever and whenever you want to do with this war shit we used to it

Lets get it on

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]

Aw shit rock stepped in the place

You know he got somn’ on his waist

Two niggas beside him yeah they got something on their waist and they’ll let it spray if he say

And Fade away like a J multiple shots for your face

Left the Proof for the highlight tape for the FOX 11 ? Coverage

Hot ass bullets leave that ass suffering

Nigga better have my money

He act silly, smack his ass with the semi

Then smoke his ass like a philly watch his departure

Then hop in the charger skrt off in the hemi

Stay with them burners the shit that’ll burn ya

Send a hot one through your sternum you earned em for talking that shit bitch

[Kendrick]

Down central

Eyes in my rearview cause you never know who’s out to kill you

Lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout yeah

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]

Ready for whatever, whatever you gone bring

R&B gats on my hip they gone sing

Send shots through your coat damage your whole spleen

Need a barrel smoking like a pipe from a dope fiend

Move with the metal or plastic

Shooting shit up like heroin addicts

My goons won’t hesitate to body a bastard, have him looking right in front the pastor

Got something for those that open their gums

Put the barrel in your mouth have death at the tip of your tongue

Shhh shut your mouth or my gat do it for ya, permanent nap in the dirt for ya

If you want it you can get it in a LA minute

Put the frame to your brain leave you there laying there finished

Have you stuck in the streets leaking like a broke down engine with your body parts missing

[Hook: Kendrick & Jay Rock]

If you want some you can get some

We can do it with the small or the big guns

(yeah) Bout Whatever and whenever you want to do with this war shit we used to it

Lets get it on

If you want some you can get some

We can do it with the small or the big guns

(yeah) Bout Whatever and whenever you want to do with this war shit we used to it

Lets get it on

[Verse 3: Jay Rock]

I’m a solider from Watts California, a place where them niggas run up on ya

Don’t be hanging out on them corners, when them van doors slide open nigga you a goner

What Do you prefer getting hit with a pistol or a llama

Better hope your chest got armor

Slugs rip through your flesh, leave you laying in a mess

Send you to the grave with the rest

I don’t lift weights I bench press the .38

Throw a stray have you waiting by them pearly gates

Man the streets ain’t safe better stay in the house

The grim reaper outside and he taking em out

The block filled with syringes and sirens

Shots letting off bullets spread like a virus

Nigga you a fool you put your gat in retirement

Thats how niggas out here expiring

You gotta stay strapped

[Kendrick]

Down central

Eyes in my rearview cause you never know who’s out to kill you

Lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout yeah