Lyrics WIN - Jay Rock
Ayy
this
that
Eastside
Johnny,
big
redemption
like
Know
what
I′m
talkin'
′bout?
Hol'
up
Woah,
woah,
woah,
woah,
woah
Get
out
the
way,
get
out
the
way,
get
out
the
way,
yeah
(Yeah)
Get
out
the
way,
get
the
fuck
up
out
my
way,
yeah
(Yeah)
You
either
with
me
or
against
me,
hoe
(Hoe)
You
either
with
me
or
(Wait)
Win
win,
win,
win,
win
(Yeah)
Fuck
everything
else
Win,
win,
win,
win
(Win)
These
niggas
ain't
shit
(Mommy)
Win,
win,
win,
win
Stop
chasin′
that
bitch
(Stop)
Win,
win,
win,
win
(Yeah)
Big
Jay
Rock
go
(Go)
On
10,
10,
10,
10s
(On
10,
10,
10,
10s)
Exit
at
4 (4)
Bring
friend,
friend,
friend,
friends
(Bring
friend,
friend,
friend,
friends)
Matte
black
two-door
(Door)
Jump
in,
in,
in,
in
You
might
wanna
keep
score
(Score)
I
win,
win,
win,
win
(I
win,
win,
win,
win)
Forearm
tattoos
(Huh)
That′s
squad,
squad,
squad,
squad
(That's
squad,
squad,
squad,
squad)
All
of
them
gon′
shoot
(Huh)
Don't
try,
try,
try,
try
(Don′t
try,
try,
try,
try)
I
walk
in
room
(Huh)
Their
eyes
wide,
wide,
wide
(Eyes
wide,
wide,
wide)
Third
album
comin'
soon
(Yeah)
I′m
glad
y'all
gon'
die
(I′m
glad
y′all
gon'
die)
I
ain′t
chasin'
after
no
bitch
I
got
bigger
plans
than
stayin′
rich
(Stayin'
rich)
I′ve
been
tapped
in
since
I
was
six
(Like
six)
I
tap
dance
all
on
a
brick
(Tap
dance)
And
your
diamonds
like
tap
water
(Tap
water)
That
shit
way
too
foggy
(Clean
it
up)
These
VVSs
way
awesome
(What's
up?)
Parked
CLS
for
baby
mama
(No
love)
Drop
to
your
death
without
warnin'
Get
out
the
way,
get
out
the
way,
get
out
the
way
yeah
(Yeah)
Get
out
the
way,
get
the
fuck
up
out
my
way,
yeah
(Yeah)
You
either
with
me
or
against
me,
hoe
(Hoe)
You
either
with
me
or
(Wait)
Win
win,
win,
win,
win
(Yeah)
Fuck
everything
else
Win,
win,
win,
win
(Win)
These
niggas
ain′t
shit
(Mommy)
Win,
win,
win,
win
Stop
chasin′
that
bitch
(Stop)
Win,
win,
win,
win
(Yeah)
Fuck
niggas
don't
stay
outside
when
I
play
outside
I
put
the
beats
on,
I′m
like
Dre
outside
I
got
the
Bay
outside,
and
L.A.
outside
And
if
you
act
bad,
I'll
bring
the
K
outside
Go
and
get
your
money,
bitch
None
of
my
niggas
on
some
funny
shit
I
can
tell
real
by
who
you
runnin′
with
I'm
all
in
the
field,
duck
huntin′
shit
Hit
my
plug
just
to
re-up
and
he
was
like,
"Boop,
here"
Migo
knew
just
what
it
was
Flipped
the
whole
dub
and
gave
it
back,
"Boop,
yeah"
911,
no
mileage,
baby,
9 ball,
but
no
violence,
baby
My
trigger
finger
got
callus,
baby
My
bare
knuckles
got
talent,
baby
I'm
all
in
the
wind
with
it
On
Deuce
line,
I've
been
with
it
She
too
fine,
I
been
hit
it
Crashed
two
times,
I
limo-tinted
My
new
ride
I′m
ridin′
with
the
toaster
(Toaster)
12
better
not
pull
me
over
(Over)
Championship
goin'
dumb
Nothin′
to
something,
I
won,
bitch
(Woah,
woah,
woah,
woah,
woah)
Get
out
the
way,
get
out
the
way,
get
out
the
way
yeah
(Yeah)
Get
out
the
way,
get
the
fuck
up
out
my
way,
yeah
(Yeah)
You
either
with
me
or
against
me,
hoe
(Hoe)
You
either
with
me
or
(Wait)
Win
win,
win,
win,
win
(Yeah)
Fuck
everything
else
Win,
win,
win,
win
(Win)
These
niggas
ain't
shit
(Mommy)
Win
win,
win,
win,
win
Stop
chasin′
that
bitch
(Stop)
Win,
win,
win,
win
(yeah)
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