Act Tuff - Jay Rock, K. Dot

Jay Rock, K. Dot

Watts City finest, and the Hub City threat

LB I see you my nigga

Let’s go

I’m trying to get cash, quick fast

In the back she’s a

With past of Trinidad

plenty hash up in the stash

When you got gangsta black up in the back room

When I walk back, more vicious than wildcats

I would have swallowed that

Nickerson Garden projects gain the profit

Of my lyrical content

Build a monument

Gotta put a clip to your conscience

Watch this, pull up on your block in a stick-shift

Pop six, watch you fall just from the fifth hit

The spliff lit, when I’m high can’t I spit sick

First round, number one draft on shit

Got the mind of a chief, the heart of a soldier

With a rifle got a hell of a range like rover

And the fight, got a hell of a strike like vipers

When the gat, got a hell of a aim like snipers

You wanna act tough

Let’s see if you really are, when this gun busts

Oh you say you want war, nigga let’s go

Bring the drama, that’s on my momma

You don’t wanna rumble

Jay Rock I’ll put you under

(You wanna act tough

Let me see if you really hard, when this gun busts

Oh you say you want war, nigga let’s go

Bring the drama, that’s on my momma

You don’t wanna rumble

K. Dot will put you under)

Since VapoRubs mom’s got my Nyquizzle

I was just a scrub now it’s all about the bizzles

Trying to make a buck slinging weed and E pizzles

My nigga hit me up, and as far the stizzle

I’ll eat your ass up show you how a bullet fizzle

Get your ass touched one hand on your whizzle

The other on the clutch, my middle finger up

Shit I’m not giving a fuck

Catch me on Rosecrans and Central leanin' like I’m supposed to

My brain is mental a nigga stay focused

Plus I’m in the hood with the hood rats and roaches

Caught crack, and served a three-fifth on my culture

Desert Eagle on me these niggas acting like vultures

I ain’t dying homie I swear that your thoughts is bogus

Keep the iron on me I’ll crease you flat if you approach us

Acting how you act you gone get some out of that holster

You wanna act tough

Let’s see if you really are, when this gun busts

Oh you say you want war, nigga let’s go

Bring the drama, that’s on my momma

You don’t wanna rumble

Jay Rock I’ll put you under

(You wanna act tough

Let me see if you really hard, when this gun busts

Oh you say you want war, nigga let’s go

Bring the drama, that’s on my momma

You don’t wanna rumble

K. Dot will put you under)

I’m a Watts living soldier nigga

I ain’t running, I’ma stand my ground

I’ma keep on gunning

My momma never raised a punk, nigga I ain’t a chump

You disrespect you’ll be on my thump

Ghetto kill, make you lift up

You don’t wanna get struck

Like a match, got a back

That’ll break a shit bruh

I attack with a Mac, that’ll tear your shit up

Now the paramedics gotta come and make that pick up

Dog, I hit your block in a pick-up

Jay Rock I’m me, a lion, a man, a

I do it by myself, with a hook and an uppercut

Doctor got a stitch you up

Nigga are you real or what

I’m a little guy but I’m tough

I hit hard then I’m natural

You a dead man when my gat bust

If you running nigga better run a little faster

These bullets like Heinz oh yeah they’ll catch ya

You wanna act tough

Let’s see if you really are, when this gun busts

Oh you say you want war, nigga let’s go

Bring the drama, that’s on my momma

You don’t wanna rumble

Jay Rock I’ll put you under

(You wanna act tough

Let me see if you really hard, when this gun busts

Oh you say you want war, nigga let’s go

Bring the drama, that’s on my momma

You don’t wanna rumble

K. Dot will put you under)