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[Verse 1 - P] (Sheek Louch)
When beef I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride), my ain't edible
Fuck with my life, I'm your death
Cut his guts out, wrap his intestines around his
You wanna gun who (*laughing*),
Shit the ghost and my style's like the art of Water Block Sun Soo
It's the ghetto godfather, in the hood
Cross the line your spine, I'm the beast in the hood
Don't consider that I rap, consider I'm strapped
And I squeeze at brain, face, rib and your 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 a vow to the streets at a very young age
That I would always use my knife and I would let my gun
Got niggaz that'll with me, die with me, thug with me
Bust off hammers, still sell they drugs with me
My niggaz is real they all'll see the with me
Nobody in rap, cause all my niggaz thug me (nigga)

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

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

[Verse 2 - Louch] (Styles P)
We chase niggaz through
Clap niggaz walls
Y'all want it with D-Block boys
Put the brown things up in you Chips Ahoys
Listen I'ma thug and I'm
Y'all "Fashionably Loud"
I give a fuck what kind of shirt that is
put the barrel to your kids and your wiz
Watch them float, fish takin bites of they
Little holes in chin
You in the mirror tryna see if spin
Niggaz is ass, a nigga drop the top and stop
the windows down, get rid of the cop
I'm in the hood boots on niggaz cars
Gats on niggaz waist, you couldn't 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 point I think I'll it to you
Right in your waist and hand your fuckin to you, yeah

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