Kendrick Lamar - Takeover Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Ill Will & (Kendrick Lamar)]
(The West Coast takeover's here
La Reina De La Calles, let's get em' boys)
(What up, Dae One?)
You already know it's your wife's favorite DJ, DJ Ill Will
I'm in the motherfucking building with my girl, Street Goddess
You already know, the princess of Top Dawg money gang
Real street goddess, drop that shit, girl, come on

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & (DJ Ill Will)]
If you didn't know what we bring
It's that gangsta vibe
Talking about LA times, time to play in sunshine
Didn't know, you better recognise, we taking over
Cop me a fifth of that drank
Double kush on the side, just enough to get me high, nigga
This West Coast all mines
Didn't know, you better recognise, we taking over (DJ Ill Will)

[Verse 1: Glasses Malone]
Bout time we took it national, jack (Bout time)
What they know about this national hat? (Yeah)
It's Mr. New West, the certified star (Uh huh)
Let the streets tell it, certified, wear it hard (Hard)
Way too grimey (Grime), really too greasy (Grease)
Love in the streets got me feeling like Eazy (Yeah!)
Niggas didn't know G ride like that (Nah)
Spit like I'm tryna bring 9-5 back (Let's go)
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
I bang till I ball, haters mad that we on
Me and F.A.B. on tour, world west till we gone
C-A-L-A, Watts City in my veins
When the land where them boys clap semis for your chain
On the grind like a skate team
Don't have the money on time, then we take things
The California code (Code), California dro (Dro), it's all a nigga smoke
West Coast takeover, you already know

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & (DJ Ill Will)]
If you didn't know what we bring
It's that gangsta vibe
Talking about LA times, time to play in sunshine
Didn't know, you better recognise, we taking over
Cop me a fifth of that drank
Double kush on the side, just enough to get me high, nigga
This West Coast all mines
Didn't know, you better recognise, we taking over (DJ Ill Will)

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell em I'm a beast off the leash with a fork bout to feast
On my enemies porch, it's K.Dot the terrific
Dropping bombs over your coast like I interned for the air boast
Duck for cover, smother your style
Who got the nerve like a root canal to test the God
Bring death to y'all, you Foxy Brown
Trip as I dip on these beats
I'm a California pimp with the lyrics in my sleeve
[Verse 4: Mistah F.A.B.]
West like Baywatch
I be out in Watts with Glasses & Jay Rock
Might be with Pino or jam in a Casino
Catch me with Mason, I don't mean Pacino
With Rosco, that's the realest Phillipino
Mistah F.A.B., yeah, I stay getting green though
Hot dollas with hot, hot, dolla and a drop Impala
I'm done, I holla

[Verse 5: Ab-Soul]
Listen homie, I'm a god MC looking for a street goddess (Yeah)
If you sleeping on me, Imma snatch you out your py-amas (Uh)
Put you underground like Jefferson, Carl Thomas in the resident (Uh)
Dead presidents, you know my residence
West side, where the grime will give you the best high (Uh)
Like a hallmark, greeting card, and yes, I (Uh)
Smoke DatPiff till my eyes disappear (Smoke)
Like the ground when I'm staring out the window of the Lear (Soul!)

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & (DJ Ill Will)]
If you didn't know what we bring
It's that gangsta vibe
Talking about LA times, time to play in sunshine
Didn't know, you better recognise, we taking over
Cop me a fifth of that drank
Double kush on the side, just enough to get me high, nigga
This West Coast all mines
Didn't know, you better recognise, we taking over (DJ Ill Will)
[Verse 6: ScHoolboy Q]
Alright, fuck it (Fuck it), groove through the streets
Suede seats, no bucket (Nah)
Big shot, one Glock, probably might buck it (Pow!)
That's no bluffing (Nuh uh), rap shit's nothing (Yeah)
Nigga, I'm the hardest and I'm just being honest (Q!)
If I'm in the streets, shit, I'm probably where the God is (Yeah!)
Nigga, I complete tracks, nigga, I'm the heat pack
Lyrically insane, G.E.D., nigga, top that, Top Dawg nigga

[Verse 7: Young Bruh]
You heard K.Dot, what's up, Jay Rock?
New West in the door, E-S in this hoe (Hoe!)
The best with the flow, it's recess to a pro
Got that airbag spit, he destined to blow (Blow)
R. Kelly on these sixteens and less than a blow
West Coast takeover, what you question it for?
Put pressure to broke fingers, twist and whip the package in the rim
Throw bomb, Iraqi on the pen

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
If you didn't know what we bring
It's that gangsta vibe
Talking about LA times, time to play in sunshine
Didn't know, you better recognise, we taking over
Cop me a fifth of that drank
Double kush on the side, just enough to get me high, nigga
This West Coast all mines
Didn't know, you better recognise, we taking over

[Outro: DJ Ill Will]
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