Alright, alright get ready this is like you favorite fucking song, on like the whole album

I say peace to my niggas doing diligence, naughty dread, knocking, sipping jack or smoking cigarettes
Blocking out the stress
Tryin' get a million back from the place I threw my nickels at
Keep the five on my hip so
Please don't call me nigga back
What the fuck I'm frontin' black I ain't never popped the gap but if I ever did I probably aim it a the government
Terrorist confessions terrorizing to your publisher, tapping on my lines read my scriptions and my confidences
Jab less, the man that ever tried to cross me, ofty
Xs on their faces like the cosbys
Kneel to the king, knee deep with [?]
Jabby beast, [?] hundred chicken
Terriaky sashimi raw dat's often the allly

The flow too ill, sushi, inagi
They're really tryin' to box me, rocky, stop me
The flow too ill, sushi, inagi

Good lord, good damn, I hold life in my hand, I hold death in the other hand, five fingers clenched like a rubberband (run that shit back)

Good lord, good damn, never see me comin' from the triggerman (the triggerman)
We can make it rain in the stripperland
Please shake it fast for a contraband (drop dat)

It feels like live ain't nothing but (what?) gangstas and stripper (who?)
Gangstas and stripper (who?)
Gangstas and stripper (okay)

Either you showing off skin (or?) or you steady pulling triggers
Steady pulling triggers (okay)
Steady pulling triggers (bring that shit back)

Live ain't nothing but (what?) gangstas and stripper (who?)
Gangstas and stripper (who?)
Gangstas and stripper (okay)

Either you showing off skin (or?) or you steady pulling triggers
Steady pulling triggers (okay)
Steady pulling triggers

So you would make a song and call it unagi? (fiiiiine let me try this, one take, one take)

See I was raise in south central and
Plus I'm a rapper so I'm subject to talk about guns that clap
You sellin' dope one the block for the paper to stack and I hit the tv bombing making rain on dat ass, but

I'm kinda like the opposite, yes I like the stripper but
Only when recording officers brutalizing kids
Aiming guns at the commoners
Paying off the judges till I put them on the tube
Now the cops are kinda popular

Yes I like the stripers shawty get it how you live [?]
Yes I like to make money, money don't make me
It's funny when they say money don't grow on trees
Caus' everytime you print money that's another lost tree
I'm mentaly healthy [?]
Sometimes I rhyme hard sometimes I run quick
I ain't never popped the Glock, 4, 5 or a magnum

I ain't never chopped the bacon and threw it in the plastic
But everybody trap lords
And they ain't never trap shit

[?]

Good lord, good damn, I hold life in my hand, I hold death in the other hand, five fingers clenched like a rubberband (run that shit back)

Good lord, good damn, never see me comin' from the triggerman (the triggerman)
We can make it rain in the stripperland
Please shake it fast for a contraband (drop dat)

It feels like live ain't nothing but (what?) gangstas and stripper (who?)
Gangstas and stripper (who?)
Gangstas and stripper (okay)

Either you showing off skin (or?) or you steady pulling triggers
Steady pulling triggers (okay)
Steady pulling triggers (bring that shit back)

Live ain't nothing but (what?) gangstas and stripper (who?)
Gangstas and stripper (who?)
Gangstas and stripper (okay)

Either you showing off skin (or?) or you steady pulling triggers
Steady pulling triggers (okay)
Steady pulling triggers

Ah yeah that's dat gansta shit nigga
Tototototo
That's how kendrick does it right?