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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 ain't
Fuck with my life, I'm stressin your
Cut his guts out, his intestines 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, consider I'm strapped
And I at your brain, face, rib and your back
Dog we can it brief get straight to the beef
I'm so deep they see the in my eyes when I'm sleep
I made a vow to the streets at a young age
That I would always use my and I would let my gun blaze
Got niggaz that'll ride me, die with me, thug with me
off they hammers, still sell they drugs with me
My niggaz is real they all'll see the with me
Nobody in rap, all my niggaz thug with me (nigga)

- Sheek Louch] + (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 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 niggaz through malls
Clap niggaz walls
Y'all want it with them D-Block
Put the brown things up in you like Chips
Listen I'ma thug and I'm
Y'all "Fashionably Loud"
I give a fuck what kind of shirt that is
I'll put the barrel to your kids and wiz
Watch them float, takin bites of they skin
Little holes in chin
You in the mirror tryna see if they
Niggaz is ass, tell a drop the top and stop
the windows down, get rid of the cop
I'm in the hood like 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 gettin the point I think I'll give it to you
Right in waist and hand your 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 movin fast it look like silver, I'm low
the trey 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 a bag of dust
Y'all
My is real, real niggaz see the truth and the lies
Aimin for your head (but really shoot out your eyes)
every Tef, then stomp out whatever is left
And sometimes I say shit I shouldn't
But I never that I couldn't
Turn your chest plate pudding
And all my niggaz'll
Except women, so the y'all living, cause y'all niggaz is gay, uh