So Much Trouble D-Block (Ft. Beanie Sigel, Bucky, Sheek Louch & Styles P)

[Intro: Sheek Louch]
Cause we can't stop, like Diddy said
Rosay bottles and big bread
Fast cars and big cigars
Police chases and big faces

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
I got so much trouble on my mind
I refuse to lose
Get your ticket, yeah
Watch a brother get wicked
Yeah
So much trouble on my mind
I refuse to lose
Get your ticket
Yeah
Watch a brother get wicked

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Blame it on the greed, [?] in the air
[?] long with the weed, fuck niggas bleed
House on the hills, why I’m up in the [?]
Street nigga till I die, fuck with the G's
Inhale long pulls, it's strong [?]
It ain’t the right game, but it's never to make the wrong moves
Guns in my long jons, with D-Block carpool
It's the devil's land, but it's the lord's rules
Keep the good book right next to the hard tool
I'm real tight, but I'm real loose
Just hit the ball, [?] will shoot
Yeah I got a rap contract, but I deal too
Nigga full of venom, you a lemon, you peal too
Better yet an orange cock sucker, I squeeze on him
Trouble on my mind, on the grind, like The Lox got keys on them