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[Verse 1 - P] (Sheek Louch)
When there's beef I'ma ride and slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride), my ain't edible
Fuck with my life, I'm stressin your
Cut his guts out, wrap his intestines around his
You gun who (*laughing*), what?
Shit it's the ghost and my style's like the art of Water Sun Soo
It's the ghetto godfather, priest in the
Cross the line that's your spine, I'm the in the hood
Don't that I rap, just consider I'm strapped
And I at your brain, face, rib and your 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 a vow to the streets at a very young 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 niggaz is real they see the judge with me
Nobody in rap, all my niggaz thug with me (nigga)

[Chorus - Louch] + (Jadakiss)
We gon' flippin our cars (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
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons),
the storm (changin the norm)
is ass (let's get it on)
Walk me (I)

[Verse 2 - Sheek (Styles P)
We chase niggaz through
niggaz through walls
Y'all want it with them D-Block
Put the brown things up in you like Chips
Listen I'ma and I'm proud
Y'all "Fashionably Loud"
I don't give a fuck kind of shirt that is
I'll put the barrel to kids and your wiz
Watch them float, takin bites of they skin
Little holes in chin
You in the mirror see if they spin
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 niggaz waist, you couldn't even tell that we
down food, pizza, whatever it be
I my niggaz and they love me (get off our dick)
you ain't gettin the point I think I'll give 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 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 trey pound to my nuts
A shotgun ridin shotgun on the seat to my dutch
I swear for God the bust
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 head (but really tryna shoot out your eyes)
With every Tef, then stomp out is left
And sometimes I say that I shouldn't
But I never said I couldn't
Turn your chest into pudding
And all my niggaz'll
women, so the reason y'all living, cause y'all niggaz is gay, uh