[Intro: Styles P]
Yeah! f*** n*****!
Grease whattup? Vacant Lot
I'm a EXPOSE these b******!
You don't like me SET IT!
[Styles P:]
This ain't for the radio, nor for the video
This is for the n**** with his banger by his s****** hole
Comin out the box crazy bear cause his s*** 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 n**** hatin you
No sleep, think about, the steel penetratin you
He the type to break the blade off in you
f*** a cage when you know that it's a cage up in you
What? Kinda hard to not, go on a murder spree
Paintin n***** burgundy, put 'em to surgery
Go kill they family like the s*** was a urgency
S.P. is back, call the state of emergency
n**** get the N-G-O's, s*** 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 n*****, cut n*****, f*** n*****, what n*****
b*** n***** really shouldn't bop, you strut n*****
Firearm touch n*****, light him like a dutch n****
Stop, look at your watch, you know that time's up n****
[Raw Buck:]
f*** all these n*****, let 'em die slow
Pistol-whip somethin 'til you break the raw{? } snow
Shoot a n**** throat out, hawk him in his eyeball
Let that n**** burn for tryin to run through this firewall
New world order, Raw Buck, S.P.
Twin tec ninas leave him wetter than a jet ski
I'm the rawest rookie, fire me where the vest be
I got a awkward offense, but I got the best D
Greatest man alive, no I'm not E.S.T.
Hoppin out the Nestle Crunch, color S.E.
Nod to the anthem, I'm a ride with the Phantom
Whether we in the f***** Who-Ride or a Phantom
Real n***** to feel it, fake n*****'ll fear it
I been with the real and I break fake n***** spirits
All bear witness the truth n****
I got no remorse, and I never been hesitant to shoot n****
[Chorus]
[Styles P:]
Trust me, you don't really know who you f***** with
The gun is called d***, won't you go ahead and suck it b****
E'rybody fly, actin like a f***** b****
If you ask me then e'rybody's a f***** trick
Let me ease up, these n***** ain't G'd up
They more like E'd up, once that I re'd up
Shoot him in his face, while he rollin his weed up
You rap with security, you p****
If you sell crack with authority you p****
n**** can't run a block cause them n*****'ll run over you
Probably wouldn't jump, if they threw a gun over you
You ain't built for what you talkin about
You unworthy, oughta get hawked in your mouth
I got a white boyfriend that woulda called you a poser
Got a n**** in jail that woulda made you a dosier
You a wack-a** rapper n****, f*** it it's over
[Chorus]
[Outro: Styles P]
Yeah, you know who the f*** it is
I got a story to tell
If you don't know it find out about it, b****!
Nobody eats no more, hardest out point blank period
You don't believe me send all the m************ at once
YEAH! WOOF!
Yeah! f*** n*****!
Grease whattup? Vacant Lot
I'm a EXPOSE these b******!
You don't like me SET IT!
[Styles P:]
This ain't for the radio, nor for the video
This is for the n**** with his banger by his s****** hole
Comin out the box crazy bear cause his s*** 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 n**** hatin you
No sleep, think about, the steel penetratin you
He the type to break the blade off in you
f*** a cage when you know that it's a cage up in you
What? Kinda hard to not, go on a murder spree
Paintin n***** burgundy, put 'em to surgery
Go kill they family like the s*** was a urgency
S.P. is back, call the state of emergency
n**** get the N-G-O's, s*** 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 n*****, cut n*****, f*** n*****, what n*****
b*** n***** really shouldn't bop, you strut n*****
Firearm touch n*****, light him like a dutch n****
Stop, look at your watch, you know that time's up n****
[Raw Buck:]
f*** all these n*****, let 'em die slow
Pistol-whip somethin 'til you break the raw{? } snow
Shoot a n**** throat out, hawk him in his eyeball
Let that n**** burn for tryin to run through this firewall
New world order, Raw Buck, S.P.
Twin tec ninas leave him wetter than a jet ski
I'm the rawest rookie, fire me where the vest be
I got a awkward offense, but I got the best D
Greatest man alive, no I'm not E.S.T.
Hoppin out the Nestle Crunch, color S.E.
Nod to the anthem, I'm a ride with the Phantom
Whether we in the f***** Who-Ride or a Phantom
Real n***** to feel it, fake n*****'ll fear it
I been with the real and I break fake n***** spirits
All bear witness the truth n****
I got no remorse, and I never been hesitant to shoot n****
[Chorus]
[Styles P:]
Trust me, you don't really know who you f***** with
The gun is called d***, won't you go ahead and suck it b****
E'rybody fly, actin like a f***** b****
If you ask me then e'rybody's a f***** trick
Let me ease up, these n***** ain't G'd up
They more like E'd up, once that I re'd up
Shoot him in his face, while he rollin his weed up
You rap with security, you p****
If you sell crack with authority you p****
n**** can't run a block cause them n*****'ll run over you
Probably wouldn't jump, if they threw a gun over you
You ain't built for what you talkin about
You unworthy, oughta get hawked in your mouth
I got a white boyfriend that woulda called you a poser
Got a n**** in jail that woulda made you a dosier
You a wack-a** rapper n****, f*** it it's over
[Chorus]
[Outro: Styles P]
Yeah, you know who the f*** it is
I got a story to tell
If you don't know it find out about it, b****!
Nobody eats no more, hardest out point blank period
You don't believe me send all the m************ at once
YEAH! WOOF!