More songs by Jay Rock
Description
Released on: 2014-11-10
Lyrics and translation
Original
Nigga I'm 'bout that, 'bout that, 'bout that.
Nigga I'm 'bout that, 'bout that, 'bout that. Nigga I'm 'bout that, 'bout that. Show you why I'm 'bout that.
No mask, dirty pistol, show you why I'm 'bout that.
I'm in the hood all day broke and bummy. So a nigga down for anything to get some money. The homie cousin down from
Oklahoma tryna work him a spot.
It ain't gon' work in his favor if I don't see no paper. I'm mad, frustrated, you could say doin' bad.
Took a loss to bounce back, I need a break and a half. You ain't gon' front me?
I'm on your front steps like the mailman. Better yet your back door, you're dead on your back porch.
Cooperate or get laid down. Got nine ounces on the table, get 'em right now.
It's cutthroat in these projects. Young niggas'll rob they own uncle.
Blame it on the next nigga and kill 'em when they want to. Raised in the jungle, orangutans and rah-rahs.
Twelve year olds hold backpacks with blah-blahs.
You wonder why we act this way? It's the end of the month, you know that them checks come late.
I make everybody feel it when I'm on one. Make 'em feel it when I'm on one.
I show no sympathy for no one, especially when I'm on one.
Nigga I'm 'bout that, 'bout that. Show you why I'm 'bout that.
No mask, dirty pistol, show you why I'm 'bout that.
I show no sympathy for no one, especially when I'm on one.
Two-eleven's turn to a one-eighty-seven in a second when I'm wildin' with the Wesson. Don't believe me? Ask the last dead nigga 'fore I rap.
And smokers up the block with a lot of change and shit.
Need a dime, got a dub, I need change and shit. Same clothes three days, I never change for shit.
Got the coldest scheme to snatch a nigga chain and split.
Like I catch him off guard tryna floss at the mall. Them some nice shines, nigga, take that off.
Sometimes you gotta re-up to make that back. You gotta grind overtime just to pick up that slack.
I sold soap to the homie mama, lost a couple customers.
Knox and V-necks fit in just to fuck with us. Identifying hustlers, not me.
Small time, smart, nah, I still ain't sloppy. I'm strapped at the swap meet 'cause niggas know I bang.
Better use it motherfucker or I'ma bust your brain. I make everybody feel it when I'm on one.
Make 'em feel it when I'm on one.
I show no sympathy for no one, especially when I'm on one.
Nigga I'm 'bout that, 'bout that. Show you why I'm 'bout that.
No mask, dirty pistol, show you why I'm 'bout that.
I show no sympathy for no one, especially when I'm on one.
Motherfucker I'll be damned if a nigga don't eat out here.
Slang crack, slang water, slang weed out here. Slang pussy, slang meth, slang E out here.
Catch him at the light right before his car switch gears.
Schoolboy Q, tell 'em we ain't -thinkin' 'bout no fair ones.
-Fatil rock'll bring them choppers, knock -'em out his Air 1s.
-Pistol poppa make them helicopters in the air come. Yellin' out redrum, murda, murda.
Get me in that whip well then I served out, served out. Skrrt in that bourbon, swervin' like cursive.
Fuck that, double back, slap it in park. Hop out, blam blam, hop back in before it get dark.
In broad daylight, nigga. What your day like, nigga?
I'm surrounded by nighttime hustlers and daylight killers. Daylight scrilla.
Whenever the chips ain't straight, make 'em strip like a Magic City on a Monday.
I make everybody feel it when I'm on one. Make 'em feel it when I'm on one.
I show no sympathy for no one, especially when I'm on one.
Nigga I'm 'bout that, 'bout that. Show you why I'm 'bout that.
No mask, dirty pistol, show you why I'm 'bout that.
I show no sympathy for no one, especially when I'm on one.