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[Verse 1 - P] (Sheek Louch)
When there's beef I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm you
(P your pride), my pride ain't edible
with my life, I'm stressin your death
Cut his guts out, wrap his around his neck
You wanna gun who (*laughing*),
it's the ghost and my style's like the art of Water Block Sun Soo
It's the ghetto godfather, priest in the
Cross the line that's your spine, I'm the beast in the
Don't consider that I rap, just consider I'm
And I squeeze at your brain, face, rib and back
Dog we can keep it brief get to the beef
I'm so deep they see the pain in my eyes when I'm
I made a vow to the streets at a very age
That I 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, still sell they drugs me
My is real they all'll see the judge with me
Nobody in rap, cause all my thug with me (nigga)

[Chorus - Sheek + (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 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)

2 - Sheek Louch] (Styles P)
We niggaz through malls
Clap niggaz walls
want it with them D-Block boys
Put the brown up in you like Chips Ahoys
Listen I'ma thug and I'm
niggaz "Fashionably Loud"
I don't give a fuck what of shirt that is
I'll put the barrel to your kids and wiz
them float, fish takin bites of they skin
Little in they chin
You in the mirror see if they spin
is ass, tell a nigga drop the top and stop
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 love my niggaz and they me (get off our dick)
you ain't gettin the point I think I'll give it to you
Right in your waist and your fuckin liver to you, yeah

[Verse 3 - (Sheek Louch)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, hey yo this is why I no slums (why?)
I could sit back, knock off a half a brick, and chew Rainblow Gums
And the color of the Benz will ya, it's gold
When it's movin fast it look silver, I'm low
With the trey next to my nuts
A shotgun ridin shotgun on the seat to my dutch
I swear for God the Mag'll
Niggaz know 'Kiss flow been like a bag of dust
Y'all
My niggaz is real, real see the truth and the lies
Aimin for your head (but tryna shoot out your eyes)
With every Tef, stomp out whatever is left
And sometimes I say shit that I
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 y'all is gay, uh