Kendrick Lamar - Track 7 (Drop It Like It's Hot Freestyle) lyrics

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]
For my n***as that hate the fights
Get it with the Glocks
Get it with the Glocks
Get it with the Glocks
For my n***as that hustle nights
Bakin' with the pots
Bakin' with the pots
Bakin' with the pots
For my n***as that know right
K-Dot is hot
K-Dot is hot
K-Dot is hot
See my game still the same, never trick on a b**h
You don't have to tell me, I know I'm the sh**

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I'm a nice dude, livin' my life dude
Trick on a dumb b**h is nothin' I might do
Some try to play fools, [?] shots to they [?]
I'm mean like a red bull is mean when it's [?]
I'm faithful, to whatever I stand for
That means dough, gettin' my pesos
Gecko or Geico, whatever it stand for
Red and blue flags, yours are like a rainbow
Pants hang low
Born with the best flow since LL was rockin' a kangol
87, one man, eighty weapons
I go hard without usin' protection
Ard ho learn your lesson
When I pull out, make like R. Kelly, get to steppin'
I'm the best at this profession
I can't help but bring it back to the essence mothaf**as

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]

[Verse 2: ?]
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I'm a young dude, smoke the best weed
See the act right, see them dubs clean
A s**y bachelor, hit 'em in your strokes
Never bust a n***a, goin' down your throat
The Phantom, not rich enough to cop yet
But picture [?] for the n***as outta pocket
I can exercise you, you can get a [?]
When I lean back, don't dance, give me [?]
k**a got that heat, we know k**as in the street
With the heat that make you feel like a fat boy at the beach
So don't try to run up on [?] talkin' all that [?] and sh**
I can rhyme and sh**
If you n***as pay attention, you won't ask me sh**
You should think about it, take a second, one
Matter of fact, you should take four b
Think before you f** with real k**as in the street

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
I'm from a small city, no pity shown 'cept hammers thrown
Quickly push back your dome like an [?]
So swiftly, come get me
If I had every b**h in the world, boy, you still ain't f**in' with me
I'm 'bout my money strictly, as long as I stack my banks up
I'll have enough Young Bucks to f** with 50
Now who f**in' with me? Me and that gun was born siamese twins
So where I move, it's comin' with me
You down right, play with me, think I won't take your life
The scope'll have more dots on you than a website
I'm 'bout my head right and yours left
I swear in the vocal booth is where I'll take my last breath
That's K-Dot, oh you ain't heard? sh**, that boy hot
With dime b**hes runnin' on beaches like baywatch
You sit and watch the young child with my money stacks
Add up faster than cell phones on speed dial

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]

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