Jay Rock

Jay Rock

Kings Dead
Composição de (James Blake/Samuel Gloade/Antwon Thompson Hicks/Kendrick Lamar/Johnny McKinzie/Mark Spears/Anthony "TOPDAWG" Tiffith/Teddy Walton/Nayvadius Wilburn/Mi)

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Chorus: Kendrick Lamar Cm Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) Cm I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) Cm Gm I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) Cm I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) Gm I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) Cm This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) Cm This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) verse 1: Jay Rock Gm And it's like that, lil' bitch Cm MVP, I don't get no sleep, no, I don't like that, lil' bitch Cm Bust that open, I want that ocean, yeah that bite back, lil' bitch Do it bite back, lil' bitch? Need two life jackets, lil' bitch Cm I ain't gon' hold you, I ain't gon' press you, never control you Cm I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know you Cm Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' over Cm Stutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my posters Cm I've been ready, my whip been ready My bitch been ready, my clique been ready Cm My shit's been ready, my check's been ready My shot's on full, that's Armageddon Cm I got pull, I hope y'all ready My tank on full, you know, unleaded Gm I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it Cm My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up Cm My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up Ménage-à-trois, my queen gon' roll up Cm I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready I rain all day, you know, confetti Cm I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt
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Chorus: Future & Kendrick Lamar Cm Gm Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) Cm You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist) Gm I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out Gm Bought an '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend) Cm I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) Gm I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) Gm I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah Gm Fuck his baby mama tryna sneak diss Cm I took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) Cm I haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (should I keep it?) C m I got big dog status, it ain't no secret Bridge: Future & Jay Rock N.C. La di da di da, slob on me knob Cm Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car Cm La di da di da, mothafuck the law Cm Chitty chitty bang, murder everything Cm Bitch, I'm on a roll and I put that on the gang
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Chorus: Kendrick Lamar Cm Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) Cm You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) Cm I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) Cm I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) Cm I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) Cm I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) Cm This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) Cm This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) Part II Intro: James Blake Gb Ab Changes A Is you gon' do something? What you want? verse 2: Kendrick Lamar Dbm Red light, green light, red light, green light Dbm Red light, green light, they like, we like Ab Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads Dbm Ab Egotistic, goin' ballistic, why God? Dbm Born warrior, lookin' for euphoria, but I don't see it Ab I don't feel it, I'm paraplegic, tapped in when I'm maxed in Dbm Comp-Town with the MAC 10s and the pumps in the background I was absent, never OG, standout E I was lackin' everything else but doubt Dbm In the Magnum, holding Magnums with a Magnum Nigga, ad-lib and I sing out loud Dbm Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope N.C. They was like, "Nope," I was like, "Boo yaow, boo yaow" Dbm Yeah, God, tee off the day Ab Know we off the, be off the, eat off your plate Dbm Throw me off, I be, "Off ya head" Well ate, on C4, I'm way off the edge Dbm E Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree, fuck your feelings, fuck your culture Ab E Fuck your mom, fuck your family, fuck your drive Dbm E Dbm Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives Db Who am I? Not your father, not your brother Ab Not your reason, not your future Dbm Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory Not your heaven, not your angel, not your spirit Ab Dbm Not your message, not your freedom Not your people, not your neighbor Ab Not your baby, not your equal Dbm Not the title y'all want me under Dbm All hail King Killmonger Dbm Red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars

Enviado por: Carlos Phelippe Luz

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