[Verse 1: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
One, two, three to the four
Jay Rock, AKA I run my coast
[?] to pick up where Snoop and Dre left off
Matter fact Rock, give them that raw
Give me the microphone first, so I can bust like a 357 mag
Toe tag rappers, put them in [?] bags
After I roll up, hold up, who fucking with me?
Nobody, come and get me, Makavelli sent me
Sip remy with fine bitches
Remember when I had [?] princess
Now I play models, and get paid from sentences
Every rapper Nemesis
Let's go
One city at a time, this is who I do it for

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
L.A. [?] town [?]
Frisco [?]
Feel me
Vegas, Queens, [?] feel me?
Everybody know who the real be
Talking 'bout Jay Rock
[?] rider then you [?]
[?] living the life
[?] through you, I sware to god they feel you
We coming to a hood near you
So how you feel, my n***a?
I feel like I gotta pay homage
After I pay homage, I gotta make commas
After I make commas, I gotta give back to the hood
Around the gloab, what's good?
What's good?
What's good?
What's good?
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
[?] back on that ass, [?] gangsta shit
Getting funky on the mic, damn right, 'cause I am the shit
It's the capitol J A Y R O C K, that's me
T O P D A W G, we be them streets
Mazerati swerving, [?] butter over the seats
Counting Benjaman Franks everyday of the week
Everyday I gotta eat like a king
Smoke good, drink good, [?]
Whips through your teritory, your baby mama be waiting for me
Legendary like Nas, yeah or Shawn Cory Carter
Ball harder, I'm the west coast author
Started in the west, and I take it out farther

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
L.A. [?] town [?]
Frisco [?]
Feel me
Vegas, Queens, [?] feel me?
Everybody know who the real be
Talking 'bout Jay Rock
[?] rider then you [?]
[?] living the life
[?] through you, I sware to god they feel you
We coming to a hood near you
So how you feel, my n***a?
I feel like I gotta pay homage
After I pay homage, I gotta make commas
After I make commas, I gotta give back to the hood
Around the gloab, what's good?
What's good?
What's good?
What's good?
[Verse 3: Jay Rock]
I'm the future of this rap game
I used to run with he shooters and the crack game
Somebody left the door cracked, man
I crept in, got a pad and pen and brought music back, man
Bitches be like "Jay Rock, you changed"
That's true, but only if they ever knew that I'm still hanging like snot do
Projects [?] money out the sunroof
This is me everyday, never wore a costume
Watch a Blood meditate, when I wrote [?]
I do it for you, [?] for the streets
Better yet, every person representing for me
Like

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
L.A. [?] town [?]
Frisco [?]
Feel me
Vegas, Queens, [?] feel me?
Everybody know who the real be
Talking 'bout Jay Rock
[?] rider then you [?]
[?] living the life
[?] through you, I sware to god they feel you
We coming to a hood near you
So how you feel, my n***a?
I feel like I gotta pay homage
After I pay homage, I gotta make commas
After I make commas, I gotta give back to the hood
Around the gloab, what's good?
What's good?
What's good?
What's good?