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Grillz
Jay Rock
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24 Inch rims, sittin' under the drop
Catch his ass at a light with the 4-5 cocked
Doc, look at his chain, damn it, look at his watch
That's 60 g's a piece, we could go re-cop
Nigga give me your jewels and nigga hand me your watch
If you don't cooperate, I'll leave your brains on this block
Woah man, this a nice piece, so icy
Wrong move, face on the white tee
Give me your keys and nigga hand me your wallet
Nigga empty your pockets before I cock it and pop it
Tell 'em honey
He didn't know we was creepin'
We meet them
Look at his teeth, he got ice in his grill
We can pawn that shit and come up on some scrill
When you see this steel, that means hand me your bills
And if you throw up a fight, you'll get popped like pills, nigga
He flossin' for you daddy
What you talkin' 'bout?
Homie with the grill
Homie with the what?
Yup, the grill, here goes the steel
I'ma rob his ass blind, tell him give me them bills
He flossin' for you daddy
What you talkin' 'bout?
Homie with the grill
Homie with the what?
Yup, the grill, here goes the steel
I'ma rob his ass blind, tell him give me them bills
What it do homie? It's your young boy, God given
Your unnecessary spending show how you living
The diamonds in your grill, won't you take 'em out
Before I pistol whip your jaw and spank 'em out your mouth
Show 'em what a real hijack's about
Take everything, scrape the change from under the couch
Platinum to rose gold, it's getting sold
Whatever's left, the dentist figure it out
Put the hog to him or trick him out
Watch it bark through him like Rottweilers or Pit Bulls
We ain't ate yet, and you looking full
17 Shots in the clip, got the chamber full
Bang, yeah, you looking kind of right
Now it's time to say goodnight, so glad that you came
Bang, one more just because you made my trigger finger sore
Now give me diamond rings, nigga
He flossin' for you daddy
What you talkin' 'bout?
Homie with the grill
Homie with the what?
Yup, the grill, here goes the steel
I'ma rob his ass blind, tell him give me them bills
He flossin' for you daddy
What you talkin' 'bout?
Homie with the grill
Homie with the what?
Yup, the grill, here goes the steel
I'ma rob his ass blind, tell him give me them bills
It's Bash, click clack, put the heat to his grill
Open wide, that's ice? Nigga bite the steel
Supposed to be brothers
Pussy nigga, what you trying to kick knowledge?
Give me that shit, smack him with the burner, empty your pockets
What it do? It's young Hot from the bottom of the Watts
Where they setting up shop, they ain't talking to the cops
If you want it then they got it, niggas hungry and they plotting
Come through, keep it pushing 'cause the streets is watching
Yup, you know what time it is, give me your watch
My gun's already hip-hop, don't make it go pop
Take a minute to catch these punchlines
But only one second, catch a bullet
Eat your face like it's lunch time
The ice froze on his neck, that's a fabulous thing
Put it on a milk carton like it's fabulous chain
Them Cali boys insane, homie guard your grill
I'ma rob his ass blind, tell him give me them bills
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