(Hook)
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my, cause that's my
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my, cause that's my
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(Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar)
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Murder 101, the hottest nigga under the sun
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I come from another planet, holdin' that cannon
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Best believe I will dump 'til all of you vanish
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BLAW one to the throat, you ain't livin' no mo'
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Now you know I go, harder than most
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I'm on that pimpin' shit, take your bitch, guard your ho
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And I don't give a shit, if I hit, long as she blow
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Just as much as a ref does a whistle
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I got dimes, just multiply two nickles
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From Lisa's to Keisha's down to Nicole's
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Got they mind fucked up, they'd sell me their soul
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Y'all niggas should already know, I got hoes boy
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But you already know that, pimpin'
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A baller slash killer like O.J. Simpson
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Close to the mic like Scottie Pippen
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Superglue grip, I ain't ever slippin'
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(Hook)
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my, cause that's my
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my, cause that's my
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(Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar)
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And I move with the coupe through traffic
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Real talk, homeboy, not just rappin'
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With the tool, mami know that I practice
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Cause when I pull it out, I be shootin' it backwards
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She like “Damn, how you do that stuff?”
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I said “Don't worry, finish suckin' me up”, oh fo' sho'
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Aye desire, they better act like they know what's up
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Before I send ‘em to the Heaven, let ‘em know what's up
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Oh yeah, I'm what people need
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And I'm out of y'alls speed cause the flow got gas
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Yeah, our shit be the bomb
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My suggest, you get your pom poms and cheer
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I'm goin' down as the minor of the year
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Seventeen, fresh to death, clean, diamonds in my ear
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Play with me, have them triple beams aimin' at your rear
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Honestly, I'm the mothafucka that niggas fear
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(Hook)
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my, cause that's my
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my, cause that's my
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(Verse 3)
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Dave, man, put them niggas in the grave, man
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Fuck a pistol, let them niggas feel the K, man
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I'm still gettin' that cake, man
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Cause my uncle's still pitchin' rocks like a caveman
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You snakes, stay far from my home
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Before I play Nelly and get my Desert Eagle on
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Aim at your belly 'til you throw up your own shit
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Thinkin' you the shit, face in the toilet
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You wanna witness the livest nigga existin'
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Then come and pay me a visit, you have to pay for admission
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I'm on my mission to conquer my competition
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My encore bigger than Jay-Z, for sure, not a maybe
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I got the streets in a frenzy, dudes in the streets, they commend me
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Don't try to creep, I got semis and best believe they will empty
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Mix the juice with the Remy got me feelin' so damn tipsy
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Just crashed in front of that Bentley, smokin' ganja the bitch with me
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She takin' shots in my gymmy, couple back shots I got plenty
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Tell her stop, she said gimme, y'all can see that I'm simply
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(Hook)
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my, cause that's my
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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Go DJ, cause that's my, cause that's my
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Go DJ
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| Kendrick Lamar |
