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[Verse 1 - P] (Sheek Louch)
When there's I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride), my pride edible
Fuck with my life, I'm stressin your
Cut his out, wrap 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
consider that I rap, just consider I'm strapped
And I squeeze at brain, face, rib and your back
Dog we can keep it brief get to the beef
I'm so they see the pain in my eyes when I'm sleep
I made a vow to the at a very young age
That I would use my knife and I would let my gun blaze
Got niggaz that'll ride me, die with me, thug with me
Bust off they hammers, still sell drugs with me
My is real they all'll see the judge with me
Nobody in rap, all my niggaz thug with me (nigga)

- Sheek Louch] + (Jadakiss)
We gon' keep flippin our (weighin the odds), uh
Bustin our (raisin our sons), yeah
Bringin the (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 - Sheek (Styles P)
We chase niggaz malls
Clap through walls
Y'all want it with them boys
Put the brown up in you like Chips Ahoys
Listen I'ma and I'm proud
Y'all "Fashionably Loud"
I don't give a what kind of shirt that is
I'll put the barrel to kids and your wiz
Watch them float, fish takin bites of they
holes in they chin
You in the mirror tryna see if they
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 niggaz waist, you couldn't even 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 hand your fuckin liver to you,

[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 kill ya, gold
When it's movin it look like silver, I'm low
With the trey pound next to my
A ridin shotgun on the seat next to my dutch
I swear for God the bust
Niggaz know 'Kiss flow been crazy a bag of dust
industry-tuitionalized
My niggaz is real, real niggaz see the and the lies
Aimin for your head (but really tryna shoot out eyes)
With every Tef, then out whatever is left
And sometimes I say that I shouldn't
But I never that I couldn't
Turn your chest into pudding
And all my spray
Except women, so the y'all living, cause y'all niggaz is gay, uh