(Styles P)
Fuck all these niggaz, if you ask me who
I`ll answer back anybody you can think of
I`m S.P. bitch, I`m the boss of boss
I talk arrogant and me and guys link up
And these is more than words, if you feel like the songs is to you
Then it probably is, If I can`t getta long witcha
Then I`m gon` hit `cha, All in ya face and ya body kid
H-O-L-I-D-A, -Y Styles, hit somethin by trial
I`m the nigga to hate, and when it`s time to merk something bitch
WHAT! I`m on time in my job and I ain`t never been late
If there`s beef in the hood
A nigga like P can`t sleep `til I`m good
`Cause somebody dead
This 4/5 gotta hit somebody head
I`m all up in the safe takin` somebody bread
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Shoot `em in the head
Shoot `em in the face or the chest
Then shoot `em in the waist or the neck
Then shoot `em in the gut or the mouth
Then shoot `em in the back and don`t stop `til the blood runnin out
(Styles P)
Guess I gotta burn down bridges, and break down rocks
And come through and let this tre pound pop
You all grown now
And I don`t care if you from home town
I`ll put a slug in the dome clown
`Cause most of these rappers is talk
I`m the nigga in the back of the court
Wit 5 L`s and a 1/2 of a quart
By 7 o` clock I`m stone cold drunk, wit a blunt and a 2yr old pump
Boulgin` out my pant leg
I`ll put it out and make ya man beg
And shoot `em anyway
Y`all niggaz penny weight
Niggaz like me just do what the semi say
Any way we can do it any where any day
I`m Paniero bitch, I ain`t the nigga you play hero wit
End up dead, Ya t-shirt look white it`s gon end up red
And my dogs look hungry they gon` end up fed BITCH!
[Chorus]
I`m hope you lookin` forward to die
Hope you wanna look the lord in the eye
Hope you ready for this muthafuckin` shot to ya head
Or this sword in ya eye
You the shit I`m the +Lord of the Flies+
If you got beef say it now, bitch niggaz
So I can load up and come toward you wit nines
I spray you and ya man
The coup and the van
The office and the studio where ever you stand
I don`t wanna be the king of the coast
Feds watchin` me and you gotta stay low when you bring in the dope
Gotta look a lil` dirty when you swingin the toast
If you say the guy name, I`ll be ringin ya throat
I don`t rap about niggaz
But I do like to cock back hit`em the chest
And blow the back up outta niggas
Ya man is pussy? I`mma play wit `em
Look at ya nigga POP! POP! POP! now lay wit `em
[Chorus]
