[Intro]
S.P. this where it started at, on the microphone?
Rip a n****, make him scream
(Yeah Poobs, let's get him n****)
[Styles P]
Beats to the rhyme, street full of crime
Rap or the gat I got heat for your mind
Beats what a n**** got asleep on your spine
On the creep and the grind, rap the work or double up
Hit you with a scar on your cheek, watch it bubble up
Man pull the Hummer up, shoot any runner-up
Real cool n***** but we might f*** the summer up
n***** wonder what I'm involved in
See me all alone when I'm runnin in Harlem
Bronx and Queens, f*** that I live life like I'm starvin
You don't like me, f*** you n****!
I don't trust you, I cut you or bust you n****
I shoot up where you hustle n****, f*** the program up
Rob all your workers, cut yo' grams up
You dealin with big n***** or pig n*****
P don't give a f*** when it's time to jig n*****
(I don't give a f***) You dig? n***** big
Run up in the crib and wig n***** and I don't mean fake hair
You can bet that I'm goin, they said that there's cake there
Might as well get them candles out; we ain't makin a wish
We sayin a prayer cause I blammed you out - what?
Guess who back? It's P with the P-91
38 Specials, the extra gat
In the souped up Mirada n****, extra black - what?
You know
You know who I am
I'm that n****! (Ghost)
Poobs we out
S.P. this where it started at, on the microphone?
Rip a n****, make him scream
(Yeah Poobs, let's get him n****)
[Styles P]
Beats to the rhyme, street full of crime
Rap or the gat I got heat for your mind
Beats what a n**** got asleep on your spine
On the creep and the grind, rap the work or double up
Hit you with a scar on your cheek, watch it bubble up
Man pull the Hummer up, shoot any runner-up
Real cool n***** but we might f*** the summer up
n***** wonder what I'm involved in
See me all alone when I'm runnin in Harlem
Bronx and Queens, f*** that I live life like I'm starvin
You don't like me, f*** you n****!
I don't trust you, I cut you or bust you n****
I shoot up where you hustle n****, f*** the program up
Rob all your workers, cut yo' grams up
You dealin with big n***** or pig n*****
P don't give a f*** when it's time to jig n*****
(I don't give a f***) You dig? n***** big
Run up in the crib and wig n***** and I don't mean fake hair
You can bet that I'm goin, they said that there's cake there
Might as well get them candles out; we ain't makin a wish
We sayin a prayer cause I blammed you out - what?
Guess who back? It's P with the P-91
38 Specials, the extra gat
In the souped up Mirada n****, extra black - what?
You know
You know who I am
I'm that n****! (Ghost)
Poobs we out