[Intro: Jay Rock]
Mothafucka, this is Watts, California!
Gangbang murder state.
[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
What's up, Jay Rock? Shit, just the same old, same old,
Same fiends in the hood chasin' the best dope,
Project hustlin', chasin' them pesos,
It's a struggle everyday, man, you know how this shit goes.
But my demeanor'll never switch, cherry red beamer,
Gangbanged the fuck out, red rag around the nina,
No doubt, I'm livin' it.
Been claimin' the set since the year found Snoop innocent,
Slangin' hard rock when the rap game was ran by Timberlands.
The cortez is back, where's my strap?
Lemme put a hole in 'em, and what's concealed in the black denim
Will rock 'em to sleep like I babysit 'em,
I seen it all – loyalty, betrayal, envy,
My close homie died in my arms,
12 hundred project units under the sun,
Ain't about where you at, it's about where you're from.
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Welcome to Watts, California,
Where we ain't scared to run up on ya,
You ain't prepared when it go down,
You already dead right about now.
Welcome to Watts, California,
Where we ain't scared to run up on ya,
If you ain't prepared when it go down,
Then, you know… It's Jay Rock turn now.
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
The homie told me, «Put your feelings aside!»
But since I got signed I been feeling the vibes,
Niggas play the background and screw they face all day,
Wanna walk in my shoes, wanna take my place.
So at any given time they might take my life,
So I take the .38 when I ride at night,
Broad day, no exempt, niggas kill you when the sun is out,
Make sure your gun is out or stay inside your mama house.
It's that real, you don't feel me yet?
Fine, niggas, drop the beat and just let me vent,
No mask on, fuck around and kill your whole squad,
Be the last person you see before you meet God,
Keep the rifle on top of the tripod,
Aim art, if you live, your body might need parts,
Jay Rock puttin' it down for Top Dawg,
From the bottom to the top, we shootin' straight to the stars!
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Welcome to Watts, California,
Where we ain't scared to run up on ya,
You ain't prepared when it go down,
You already dead right about now.
Welcome to Watts, California,
Where we ain't scared to run up on ya,
If you ain't prepared when it go down,
Then, you know… It's Jay Rock turn now.