Shoot Niggas Styles P (Ft. Raw Buck)

[Intro: Styles P]
Yeah! FUCK niggas!
Grease whattup? Vacant Lot
I'mma EXPOSE these bitches!
You don't like me SET IT!!

[Verse 1: Styles P]
This ain't for the radio, nor for the video
This is for the nigga with his banger by his shitter hole
Comin out the box crazy bear cause his shit is swole
Ready to roll, no holds barred
Gettin amped up, just lookin at his old scars
Yeah, you know it's on when the real nigga hatin you
No sleep, think about, the steel penetratin you
He the type to break the blade off in you
Fuck a cage when you know that it's a cage up in you
What? Kinda hard to not, go on a murder spree
Paintin niggas burgundy, put 'em to surgery
Go kill they family like the shit was a urgency
S.P. is back, call the state of emergency
Nigga get the N-G-O's, shit you bend in your rolls
The men in your holes, all of my foes
All you smell is gunpowder then the scent of a rose, what!

[Chorus: Styles P]
Shoot niggas, cut niggas, fuck niggas, what niggas
Butt niggas really shouldn't bop, you strut niggas
Firearm touch niggas, light him like a dutch nigga
Stop, look at your watch, you know that time's up nigga