Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar - Full Time Gangsta lyrics
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar - Full Time Gangsta lyrics]
Straight up out of Y City
Where niggas hustling, automatic murder for
Sips of Henny
I had them niggas 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
Niggas 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
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
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 niggas rubber bands
Who tryna sell me another gram?
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
I'm a hustler nigga, I'm a hustler nigga
When there's beef never trust these bitches
Got my eyes on these niggas
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
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
Where niggas hustling, automatic murder for
Sips of Henny
I had them niggas 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
Niggas 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
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
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 niggas rubber bands
Who tryna sell me another gram?
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
I'm a hustler nigga, I'm a hustler nigga
When there's beef never trust these bitches
Got my eyes on these niggas
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
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