Jay Rock - Parental Advisory lyrics

We outchea everyday, racked up, strapped up
Call for your backup 'fore we get active
(bam bam) shots lit off, cars sped off
Pistol grip, pump in the trunk
Knock your head off
Youngin's out late night
Smokers in the alleyway
Streets ain't fair so watch for the foulplay
Niggas like to roleplay, stay away from them
Them the type of clowns that'll
Try to do you in they'll get you in a room
Say it's either you or him
Volunteer snitchin'
That's any easy move to him
Look, money talk, bullshit walks 1000 miles
Acquitted
The evidence got lost in the trial now
Back to the block, niggas sellin' rocks
Hoes sellin' cot, right in-front of the cops
Ain't no time like now
Eyes in-front of the clock


Niggas ain't wise enough
Expire right on the spot
Pimpin' these loose hoes (Out here)
They crippin' don't you know
(They out here) red rags with big GATs
(Stay out here) money bags and dub sacs
(It's out here) who out here?
Where my east side niggas at? Where
My west side niggas at?
Where my east side? Where my
West side niggas at?
All my niggas that we that (We out here)

Prolific, so gifted
Eat the snub nose spittin' the 45 in
Got these young hoes trippin', cold pimpin'
Put this currency in motion
That's the whole mission
Look, snakes in the shadows slitherin'
Know the difference between soldiers
And citizens who militant
You seen them war veterans?
On their yard doin' long stretches
Tryna get home to enjoy blessings
Fuck stressin', We kush smoke nigga
Fuck cessin'
Hittin' donuts in the intersection
105 existential
Nigga Eastside Watts, nothin' residential
Nigga you see them pyramids, on Imperial
I'm a project baby raised
Off chicken noodle soup
Saltine crackers and soggy cereal
To make it out the 'jects
That's considered a miracle visit

Pimpin' these loose hoes (Out here)
They crippin' don't you know
(They out here) red rags with big GATs
(Stay out here) money bags and dub sacs
(It's out here) who out here?
Where my east side niggas at? Where
My west side niggas at?
Where my east side? Where my
West side niggas at?
All my niggas that we that (We out here)

Uh, black tint on the Testarosta
Hustlin' like we broke, still look ferocious
Yeah, you don't wanna test the holster
I ain't on bullshit, bullshit
I'm steppin' over
I might be with my oldhead sippin' cold ones
Talkin' 'bout the Art of War
Niggas don't want beef once I
Bring 'em round these carnivores
Shut 'em down
Open up shop like a corner store
Serve the masses, make a lot of cash
If they press you for taxes
Burn 'em down to ashes on some veteran shit
We ain't tryna take no L's
Gotta Mayweather this shit
I'm out here in the outfield like a Dodger
Rare LA fitted, hit the wall and I rob ya
I'm in the projects, givin' out diagnostics
For niggas I heard killin' and
Dyin' for high profit's
I did it all, seen it all, know that
Far from your average
Snapshotted and quote that: Kodak
Jay Rock, Watts City finest
We livin' for the moments
Look around and you notice

Pimpin' these loose hoes (Out here)
They crippin' don't you know
(They out here) red rags with big GATs
(Stay out here) money bags and dub sacs
(It's out here) who out here?
Where my east side niggas at? Where
My west side niggas at?
Where my east side? Where my
West side niggas at?
All my niggas that we that (We out here)