that's me I'm out that 5-0-4 to that C-P-3 Give me an ounce and I'm gon flip it to a brick nigga You got my scratch--you snitch then you a bitch nigga
, take it round like a rental And if I have to cut you with my gonzo I'm like a warless sword, I'm digging into Like you can joust defence So many strokes
I'm tossin em clips [A.G.] I roll with puff lye niggas, do or die niggas Triple homicide niggas, y'all still my niggas Son, it's A.G., hip hop legend
you under And shorty got his eyes on me, I got my eyes on him I know the look so I'm a ride on him I'm a catch his ass slippin then slide on in It's a
I get the watch, I get the big glock Before I step foot in the V, I get the stash box No matter the occasion I'm bringin' my heat Take my kids accessory
I'm gon pretend yall aint heard that shit School boy 5'9 receive the hairlines and halfway rich I'm gon run niggas out of town Naw fuck yall hatas I'm
on your lip A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin' your shit I want it all so give me it Am I a Luna-chic? Uh huh, I'm a looney bitch More deadly than the venom
b-boy I'm rappin What's happenin, so dope got the pope clappin I'm smackin, on some chicken, what you kickin You trickin, while I'm vickin hoes you stick
Fade ya while you're budded I'm flooded IC Pov-aid out You're rhyme's played out, your wife stayed out Fuckin duckin niggaz like me the P-I-M-P, Ice the
grow like bamboo shoots When I'm at five thousand feet, they my parachutes Got a click full of rasta that's quick to shoot And that's a fact, a real
I gets lower than a den when I'm strikin" on a mission lookin' for competition or maybe a couple bitches my style is something deadly like a newport cigarette I'm a
I'm full proof, chip tooth, slick like oil Can't chase me on the daily blow KC Royal From the Bay like G.P., like Floyd, "I'm sleepy" On your weak ass
s why I can't even run 'less I run with a four or I walk with a three, come and talk to 'em P You can catch me down bottom with a bird and a glock
to the G-A in me You fail to realize sometimes that I dump on G-P Black Bossalini, King T-E-E and S-P-I Born to die, westside riding staying high 187
I'm rebuilt I'm hot Top notch, man fuck the pot shots We got a leg up on the competition like hopscotch I'm nice I'm sayin' it twice I repeat like a pen
new our style Represent niggaz in and out the P now Yo, I could do this mother shit for a while I don't give a fuck, my rap style be true yo Yo, eh yo
't give a fuck cause I be the hardest nigga [Hook:] Styles P: I'm T-H-E-H-R-D-E-S-T you don't wanna see SP Everyday I wake up it's like I'm liable to
I hope your daddy ain't callin' That things I go throught I think restin' is best I'm chillin' while I'm in flesh but I'll be happy when I rest I got