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

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

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

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

[Verse 3 - (Sheek Louch)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, hey yo this is why I claim no (why?)
Cause I could sit back, knock off a half a brick, and chew Rainblow
And the color of the Benz kill ya, it's gold
When it's movin it look like silver, I'm low
With the pound next to my nuts
A shotgun shotgun on the seat next to my dutch
I swear for God the Mag'll
Niggaz know 'Kiss flow been crazy like a bag of
Y'all
My niggaz is real, real niggaz see the and the lies
Aimin for your head (but really tryna shoot out eyes)
With every Tef, stomp out whatever is left
And sometimes I say that I shouldn't
But I said that I couldn't
your chest plate into pudding
And all my niggaz'll
women, so the reason y'all living, cause y'all niggaz is gay, uh