F/ The lox
[Verse 1 - Styles P] (Sheek Louch)
When there's beef I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride), my pride ain't edible
Fuck with my life, I'm stressin your death
Cut his guts out, wrap his intestines around his neck
You wanna gun who (*laughing*), what?
Shit it's the ghost and my style's like the art of Water Block Sun Soo
It's the ghetto godfather, priest in the hood
Cross the line that's your spine, I'm the beast in the hood
Don't consider that I rap, just consider I'm strapped
And I squeeze at your brain, face, rib and your back
Dog we can keep it brief get straight to the beef
I'm so deep they see the pain in my eyes when I'm sleep
I made a vow to the streets at a very young age
That I would always use my knife and I would let my gun blaze
Got niggas that'll ride with me, die with me, thug with me
Bust off they hammers, still sell they drugs with me
My niggas is real they all'll see the judge with me
Nobody in rap, cause all my niggas thug with me (nigga)
[Chorus - Sheek Louch] + (Jadakiss)
We gon' keep flippin our cars (weighin the odds), uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons), yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
[Verse 1 - Styles P] (Sheek Louch)
When there's beef I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride), my pride ain't edible
Fuck with my life, I'm stressin your death
Cut his guts out, wrap his intestines around his neck
You wanna gun who (*laughing*), what?
Shit it's the ghost and my style's like the art of Water Block Sun Soo
It's the ghetto godfather, priest in the hood
Cross the line that's your spine, I'm the beast in the hood
Don't consider that I rap, just consider I'm strapped
And I squeeze at your brain, face, rib and your back
Dog we can keep it brief get straight to the beef
I'm so deep they see the pain in my eyes when I'm sleep
I made a vow to the streets at a very young age
That I would always use my knife and I would let my gun blaze
Got niggas that'll ride with me, die with me, thug with me
Bust off they hammers, still sell they drugs with me
My niggas is real they all'll see the judge with me
Nobody in rap, cause all my niggas thug with me (nigga)
[Chorus - Sheek Louch] + (Jadakiss)
We gon' keep flippin our cars (weighin the odds), uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons), yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
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