Jay Rock - Parental Advisory Lyrics
We all chill, ache, raped up, straight up,Call for your back upFor we get activeSharks let of, cars split offPistol grip popping the truckNow they hit offYoungers out late night, smoking in the out wayStreets ain't fair so watch for the fair playN****s like the role playStay away from them, they're that type of clowns that will try to do themAnd they get you in the room, then see that you're hereFarther ten snitching, that's the new and?Money talk bullshit, walks a thousand milesThe evidence got lost in the trail nowBack to the bloc, n***a selling rockHoers selling coke, running from the copsAin't no time like now, ashes full and on topN****s ain't wazing up inspire run on spotPimping these lose hoersThey pimping on true loveRead banz and get big gaz, from out hereMoney, bags and go sense from out herePow with it, soak driftedEat and? No splitting the flow flippingGot these nine calls trippingCall pimping, put this conversation with emotionsThat's the whole missionLook snakes in the shadow sliveringKnow the difference between soldiers and citizensYou see them war fetchers on the yardDo the long stretchers, try to get home and enjoy?F**k stress, we could smoke n***a[?]Run all five extrasendal, n***a east side wise presidential n***aYou see the pyramids on the period, I'm a project paperRage out chicken, knew? Crock team?On making on some? That's consider a miraclePimping these lose hoers from out hereThey grumping on true love from out hereReal grams for? Money bags and go s** from out hereHow out here,Black tend on the test rosterHustling like we broke still look for rosesYeah you don't wanna test and hostI ain't no bullshit, bullshit I'm stepping overI might be with my old head zipping cold onesTalking bout the order warJust don't want beef once I bring ‘em round this corner voiceAnd shut ‘em down, open and shut like a corner?Saw the mazes, make a lot of cashIf I'm pressure for taxesBurn ‘em down the ashesWith some better s**t, we ain't try to?Gotta make better the s**tYeah, I'm out here and I feel like a duggyReal la fity, hit the wall and I roab youI'm in the projects giving the diagnosticsFor n****s and the killers on time for our propertyI did it all, see it all, know thatFall from your adage, snop shut and hold thatCode that, jay rock rock city, finales we never for the momentLook around for the glory daysPimping these lose hoersThey pimping on true loveRead banz and get big gaz, from out hereMoney, bags and go sense from out here
