Kendrick Lamar - Big Boy's Neigborhood Freestyle lyrics

Classic, Young Gotti gangsta, gangsta

Look, swallow your pride and then eat a dick
Make the Ruler's apologize you
Ain't ruling the shit
I'm Rick Rubin in 85 with the beard thick
Dick bitch tight the movie and
Slanted eyes that squinch
I tell you that I'm one up
Sun down then sun up
Son, I son niggas I probably
Fucked up your mama
No condom, it's good pussy
Pussy, tell it to your honor that
This trauma is Jeffrey Dahmer
Took me too many moons set
Up this new platoon get ambushed or kicked
Pushed with push broom
Man look, your man, look like sweet water
Corn bread to break under pressure
If he's caught up
Big homie said I gotta crawl before I walk
And if I ran my mouth then
My legs would get cut off
I'm just a young boss with a bat cave
Back against the wall closer my back
Came back with them back pains, whoa
Tell em put my name on the blimp
Ball like I'm Derrick Rose you
Should know my gym
You playa's not allowed I'm
Sparking your game towels
And spikn' your Gatorade with
Gasoline I'm foul
I'm in the crowd like Artest and them
I move the crowd like Artest and them
Punchlines mean I really go punch civilians
Crunch time mean I take it to the hole
Not this basket but rather the
Good pussy that I'm in
I assassin you niggas I make
You wait shake in blank tapes in your deck
Niggas still break their neck
They hear it you need plans with
The label just to spin
I need to clear it with the bank just to win
Club accounts go 15 racks when
You wet like that shit
It's gotta be a sin hm so
Lord forgive me I'm a sinner
Hm these hoes squeeze me cause I'm a winner
Back when we ate canned food for dinner
I coat food and thetools make my agenda
I show fools I'm nasty like tofu I wish a
Motherfucker would get your
Whole career injured
This assault what a deadly weapon
Guilt your favourite rapper
Favourite rapper last record
We fucked your baby actress on the
Map just what a blessing
Make that pussy ante up she
Call my dick anti-depressive
I'm really not depressed with
None of you niggas stressing
That's some of you niggas bless with
The gift to carry the presence
A big in Pac and pop withand with investments
15 minutes come up with 60 seconds
Last month I've been six
Hours inside of session
Came up with shit writers block
Niggas up in this stressing
Like who the fuck cares? who the fuck
Cares? Even if you get drunk up
Still be a millionaire
You could play a Santa Claus and
Make sure you're the whole dear
Every verse I put that bitch in the hearse
While boy stear
Uh Church to your pussy and push me get pack
Verse that you cookie I read it
My foot is here big boy alright
And you don't stop, and it don't stop
And you don't stop and it don't stop
And you don't, and you don't, and you don't
And you don't, and you don't, and you don't
And you don't, and you don't, and
You don't, and you don't, and you don't stop

This be that shit that make
Real niggas grab they dick
And bitches rubbin' on they tit's as
If they think this monkeys rich
Monkey see what monkey do
You monkeys never make no tips
Climbup the tree shit on you
Paranoid the shit and bricks that
Can build the castle
Hastle and breaking your picket fence
I know pterodactyls that still exist
Clappin if you resist to cooperate
Go home and see their daughters go
You at risk if you wear bracelet
We want your wrist
We can taste it from planet pluto
Dog Gonnit you panic just like a poodle
Rip out your culo then kudos
Two door Regals, El Caminos, and two more
Sevilles with the whitewalls
Wipe it off with my shoe ho
I feel you just menthol
Meant to get smoked and sent
Off to your maker
Trace yourwith no the coach
Mean ain't no hood high up in
California and G watches snoops
Ladies press down I bet you dog watchin
West coast what's up?

Gangsta, gangsta you don't stop

And you don't, and you don't and you don't
And you don't, and you don't and you don't
And you don't, and you don't, and you don't
And you don't, and you don't stop yeah, ah
1 2, LA what's at it with it kendrick Lamar
You dig that, we out here look

Me while I'm in Compon stomping through
The swamp to swap meet
Going back to LA ya'll
Tryin to see what's poppin
You cannot stop me
Jay Rock, SchoolBoy, Top Dog Entertainment
We the best, with the west who can blame me
I've been put up on all the OG's
Dre Snoop, Quick Easy E
DJ Quick and now it's me
Then you see game, now we finna change
The whole fucking game smash
It know you lames
Compton you should already know the
Name yeah we pop it
I shout out the whole westside because
I got it like that
And if we had it once then
We got it right back
And if you ever had it you
Won't have it no more
And if we see the back though
We to the front door taking your bread
Crucifying everybody off with their head
This is freestyle of the top of the dome
And you know Big Boi that's my home
What's up? And you do stop, and you do stop
And you do stop
And you do, and you do, and you do and you do
And you do, and you do, and you do and you do
And you do, and you do, and you do and you do
And you do, and you do, and you do stop