Jay Rock
Full Time Gangsta
[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
Straight up out of Y City
Where n***as hustling, automatic murder for [?]
[?] sips of Henny, I had them n***as [?] with the cemmies
Tryna murder the competition
Get money, that's the [?]
Slick talk out of your mouth, that'll leave your partner missing
Project kitchin, where the workers [?] whippin
[?]
If you don't make dollars, you don't make sence
If you don't cook [?] you won't make shit
N***as on that bullshit, they don't wanna make money
I knock the soul out your flesh if you take from me
I'm a hustler homie [?]
Got a mini 14 with a muffler on it
Straight crush my oppanents, verbaly, mentally, physically, or lyrically [?]
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
[?] cause I move too fast
[?] another one in the stash
[?] home
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I bet you can't outdo this
Grinding [?] homie I got [?]
If you run up [?]
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
Never slippin, forever pimpin
Doing shows, fucking these out of town bitches
[?] I ain't looking for a misses
Not right now, baby I do my own dishes
Two guns, two clips on the waistline
No amps in the trunk, still pumpin that baseline
Yeah brother, I still got it for cheep, homie
That cocaine [?] is still on me
Take your pick, you want it soft, or want it hard
Got the feends [?]
Carey revolvers, and I cock it [?]
[?]
Work so big, gotta move it in [?]
Got choppers like them n***as [?]
[?] rubber bands[?]
Who tryna sell me another gram?
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
[?] cause I move too fast
[?] another one in the stash
[?] home
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I bet you can't outdo this
Grinding [?] homie I got [?]
If you run up [?]
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
[Verse 3: Jay Rock]
I'm a hustler n***a, I'm a hustler n***a
When there's beef [?]
Never trust these bitches, got my eyes on these n***as
Yeah them cutthroats [?]
I got a sexy thing from [?]
[?] Longbeach
[?]
[?] I hit [?]
That goes for those that try and run up on me
If you do, you better bring your whole fucking army
Homie, I [?] tryna harm me
Gat on me, two shots [?]
Don't be a dummy, just think about it
Hit you in the tummy, stretch you like Gumby
West Coast where my heart beats
Wat City [?] where my heart be
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
[?] cause I move too fast
[?] another one in the stash
[?] home
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I bet you can't outdo this
Grinding [?] homie I got [?]
If you run up [?]
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone