Gee Watts, Kendrick Lamar - Watts R.I.O.T. lyrics
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Gee Watts, Kendrick Lamar - Watts R.I.O.T. lyrics]
One for the money, two for my bros
Three for the city, now everybody knows
Watts up, no faking – one shot taken
My life was enticed with mayhem
Just praying to God I'd make it
City hot as Jamaicans
Laying naked with Satan just a kid
But what I did would
Probably leave Jesus shaking
For real – it get real in the field
They kill for pills
And sling packs to dingbats
Hoping they’ll cop ‘em some wheels
Niggas start hating
That pistol start clapping
Rat tat tat tat tatting, no yapping, dapping
Fake fashions? That’ll never happen
We really with this shit –
You clowns jiggy rapping
Gee like if Biggie happened to splice
With Pac and get it cracking
I take action on acting
I ain’t playing with you
Real whales gave me game
Soaked like kiddie pistols
KDot gave me respect
The homie like "you crazy blessed"
We finna blow like C4 with
No bull in that text
Yes – Mike Jack wouldn’t make
It in this thriller
Watts up, watch everybody get familiar
One for the money, two for my bros
Three for the city, now everybody knows
Watts up in this motherfucker
Watts up in this motherfucker
Swallow your pride and then eat a dick, uh
Make the rulers apologize, you
Ain’t ruling shit, uh
I’m Rick Rubin in ’85 with the beard thick
Thick bitch, type Peruvian, slanted eyes
That’s quench they tell you that I’m one-up
From sundown to sunup son, I son niggas
I probably fucked your mama
With no condom, that’s good pussy
Pussy, tell it to your honor
This drama is Jeffrey Dahmer
It took me through many moons just
To set up this new platoon
Get ambushed or kick-pushed with push brooms
Man, look, your man look like Sweet Water
Cornbread that break under pressure
If he caught up
Big homie said "I gotta crawl before I walk
And if I ever run my mouth
Then my legs'll get cut off"
See, I’m just a young boss in the bat cave
Back against the wall, and if I
Fall, Gee Watts bring it back, bang
One for the money, two for my bros
Three for the city, now everybody knows
Watts up in this motherfucker
Watts up in this motherfucker
One for the money, two for my bros
Three for the city, now everybody knows
Watts up in this motherfucker
Watts up in this motherfucker
Three for the city, now everybody knows
Watts up, no faking – one shot taken
My life was enticed with mayhem
Just praying to God I'd make it
City hot as Jamaicans
Laying naked with Satan just a kid
But what I did would
Probably leave Jesus shaking
For real – it get real in the field
They kill for pills
And sling packs to dingbats
Hoping they’ll cop ‘em some wheels
Niggas start hating
That pistol start clapping
Rat tat tat tat tatting, no yapping, dapping
Fake fashions? That’ll never happen
We really with this shit –
You clowns jiggy rapping
Gee like if Biggie happened to splice
With Pac and get it cracking
I take action on acting
I ain’t playing with you
Real whales gave me game
Soaked like kiddie pistols
KDot gave me respect
The homie like "you crazy blessed"
We finna blow like C4 with
No bull in that text
Yes – Mike Jack wouldn’t make
It in this thriller
Watts up, watch everybody get familiar
One for the money, two for my bros
Three for the city, now everybody knows
Watts up in this motherfucker
Watts up in this motherfucker
Swallow your pride and then eat a dick, uh
Make the rulers apologize, you
Ain’t ruling shit, uh
I’m Rick Rubin in ’85 with the beard thick
Thick bitch, type Peruvian, slanted eyes
That’s quench they tell you that I’m one-up
From sundown to sunup son, I son niggas
I probably fucked your mama
With no condom, that’s good pussy
Pussy, tell it to your honor
This drama is Jeffrey Dahmer
It took me through many moons just
To set up this new platoon
Get ambushed or kick-pushed with push brooms
Man, look, your man look like Sweet Water
Cornbread that break under pressure
If he caught up
Big homie said "I gotta crawl before I walk
And if I ever run my mouth
Then my legs'll get cut off"
See, I’m just a young boss in the bat cave
Back against the wall, and if I
Fall, Gee Watts bring it back, bang
One for the money, two for my bros
Three for the city, now everybody knows
Watts up in this motherfucker
Watts up in this motherfucker
One for the money, two for my bros
Three for the city, now everybody knows
Watts up in this motherfucker
Watts up in this motherfucker