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