Get Throwed

[Skit]

You know I'm surgical with this bitch Jake

How you want it dawg?

Closed Casket?

Remember that fool in a wheelchair?

How you think he got there?

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar]

I got my air-conditioning on right now

Real cool about it

Oil talking please

Slick with it

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]

Wanna know what death feel like

I suggest that you stay in the house at night

The scope that I got for the long rifle fit pretty damn right

Plus my connect got a pretty good price

I could take off your neck with just one slice of the blade

No, I'm not Wesley Snipes

One cut can have her screaming out first aid

Been this way ever since first grade

Forte demeanour was to get paid

Birthday solution was to shoot straight

Thirteen I was ready for gunplay

Stand on the block taking pay

I get four shots like a freak oh he know

Not to fuck with K-D-O-T

Oh, I forgot

Never come around here without a Glock

You want beef with your boy

Nigga I put heat on your boy

Leave him tied up on the back seat

With your boy duct taped won't let out noise

Oh yes we got them toys

Oh yes we got them choppas

LAPD they can't stop us

Rockets shoot down helicopters

In the kitchen (in the kitchen)

Betty Crocker (betty crocker)

Got kick (got kick)

You hate (you hate)

You wait (you wait)

One sec (one sec)

I'll be back we then gon' west

No vest, I'ma aim at your face

Unless you can stop them

I'm so throwed

Oh yes people there is a problem

I say

[Hook: Z-Ro (kendrick lamar)]

(Know what I'm talking bout?

I can feel that lane

Sometimes I just lay back and let them look at me

I'm so [?] too

You see they be loving the oil talk

Its real slick for them

I keep the air conditioning on

Cool, cool, cool)

[Verse 2: Emjae]

Pop shots yeah we kill niggas

On the real nigga

Run when I flex the steel

Coming with a [?] to grill niggas

Save on the ounce but don't know the price

But I know one time ain't bust late night

Trying to set me up so I gotta think twice

Ain't no fucking with it I'ma let em plague mic

I keep a nine for you dummies then I split your brain

I'm going to your safe, take your cash, cocaine

All your weed in your range cause you're going platinum chains

And when I leave I [?] your white carpet got a stain

Watch as my city get gritty

Fuck pity, we gon' do you niggas shitty

Domino effect when we spray them with the semi

Big k-holes in your dodge you can hear me

Front to back

Stack for stack

Nigga go clip for clip

Either gat for gat (braaap)

Wise niggas better check my stacks

We let the match ratatat

And all the heads we crack

Stacked, lots of cheese

Tryna cop the gs

[?] mac sale when we pop the fees

Cop the keys

To the boss got rocks to feed

Roster fees

Cause ain't nobody stopping me

I got a flow so cold

Style so bold

A nigga run up, I leave his face all swole

Hit him with the 8 better yet with the 4

And I don't feel bad he put himself in the hole

West coast in motion

Promoting another episode

Down south them niggas get [?] whilst we be getting [?]