P] A 211 in Cause i'm the type of nigga that the police can't I'm going crazy, kickin' doors Breakin' in homes, and my nine, i'm robbin' fuckin' liquor stores I'm droppin' on you punk ass bitches From the and I keep 'em all listenin' tried to play the P in nine-one I came fuckin' rhymes like a shotgun I'm breakin' 'em like A million fans and mother fuckas I told ya That the P would come through a bullet Cock the mic a gauge, grab the handle and then pull it Don't give a about the radio nigga Gangsta lyrics that make my mother partners bigger I roll around town niggas deep shit like fuck the police See I can never fuckin' out I was born in the ghetto, so the ghettos what I talk One wrong move in the game and fucked And if I think your going do me, i'm gonna your ass up
'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot the mother up
'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot the mothe up
Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot the fuckas Shoot the fuckas up
P] Alot of labels try to play in They didn't really the P would come through And just dissin' Now I went big time, I got 'em all ass I roll in the Benzo, sittin' on Now the record company's at my window I guess they wanna talk, talk about Heh, makin' me a you gotta pay me Cause to the Underground alone I done sold tapes Thanks to my hookup, my concerts are up The same mad they over-looked us ass contracts to get a nigga stuck And then my lawyer say you legit, I gotta shoot you up
'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot them fuckas up
Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot them mother up
Shoot 'em up, 'em up 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot the mother Shoot the fuckas up
P] So I refuse to get like them other dummies Sellin' tapes and ain't makin' no money You see I fuck 'em up I started my own company, that's how a fuckin' came up for district bitches But my homie SKI it ain't nothin' but prostitution So I to get fucked like a hoe why a nigga make shit for the god damn streets bro Now the I rule Success came fast but I done paid dues Alot of rappers try ????, like sayin' they in jail, to make they sell Or poppin' that nasty Show some on the cover, and talk about eatin' a bitch But I can just stunt I make that hard-core shit that niggas wanna I'm puttin' on niggas in the rap game I'm takin' 'em out like the fuckin' dope game You run up on P your pressin' your luck I a nine cause I just might shoot a nigga up
'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot the fuckas up
Shoot 'em up, 'em up 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot the fuckas up
Shoot 'em up, 'em up Shoot 'em up, 'em up Yo P, Shoot them fuckas up
P] Yeah niggas you better break your mother fuckin' You know i'm sayin' Cause P is comin' straight gangsta hard-core this Underground shit for the nine-two You know what i'm sayin', we shootin' niggas up year I got my partner Calli G to me Silkk, C-Murder, Fonzo, Sonya C, SKI, and CMT in the mother fuckin' With laid-back ass dope track Check this out, we straight killin' mother fuckas this So you can take it how you want to you what i'm sayin' You run bitch!