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[Verse 1 - P] (Sheek Louch)
When there's beef I'ma and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride), my pride edible
Fuck my life, I'm stressin your death
Cut his out, wrap his intestines around his neck
You gun who (*laughing*), what?
Shit it's the and my style's like the art of Water Block Sun Soo
the ghetto godfather, priest in the hood
Cross the line that's spine, I'm the beast in the hood
Don't consider that I rap, just I'm strapped
And I squeeze at your brain, face, rib and back
Dog we can keep it brief get straight to the
I'm so deep they see the pain in my when I'm sleep
I made a vow to the at a very young age
I would always use my knife and I would let my gun blaze
Got that'll ride with me, die with me, thug with me
Bust off they hammers, sell they drugs with me
My niggaz is real all'll see the judge with me
Nobody in rap, all my niggaz thug with me (nigga)

[Chorus - Sheek + (Jadakiss)
We gon' flippin our cars (weighin the odds), uh
Bustin our (raisin our sons), yeah
the storm (changin the norm)
is ass (let's get it on)
Walk me (I)

flippin our cars (weighin the odds), uh
Bustin our (raisin our sons), yeah
the storm (changin the norm)
is ass (let's get it on)
Walk me (I)

[Verse 2 - Louch] (Styles P)
We chase through malls
Clap niggaz walls
Y'all want it with them D-Block
Put the brown things up in you like Ahoys
Listen I'ma and I'm proud
Y'all "Fashionably Loud"
I don't give a fuck what of shirt that is
put the barrel to your kids and your wiz
Watch them float, takin bites of they skin
holes in they chin
You in the mirror see if they spin
Niggaz is ass, tell a nigga the top and stop
Roll the down, get rid of the cop
I'm in the hood like boots on cars
on niggaz waist, you couldn't even tell that we stars
Break food, pizza, whatever it be
I love my and they love me (get off our dick)
What? you ain't the point I think I'll give it to you
Right in your waist and hand your liver to you, yeah

[Verse 3 - (Sheek Louch)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, hey yo is why I claim no slums (why?)
Cause I could sit back, knock off a half a brick, and Rainblow Gums
And the color of the Benz will kill ya, gold
When it's movin it look like silver, I'm low
With the pound next to my nuts
A ridin shotgun on the seat next to my dutch
I for God the Mag'll bust
Niggaz know 'Kiss been crazy like a bag of dust
Y'all
My niggaz is real, niggaz see the truth and the lies
Aimin for your head (but really shoot out your eyes)
With every Tef, then out whatever is left
And I say shit that I shouldn't
But I never that I couldn't
Turn your plate into pudding
And all my niggaz'll
Except women, so the reason y'all living, cause niggaz is gay, uh