In / Out (S.P.)
(专辑: Walk Witt Me - 2003)
Yo you gotta hear the
sixteen I
just laid B.G. Oh word, that shit a
hit, that shit sound crazy Yo check the
phone man, the
phone was ringin before Yo this the
Ghost right here my nigga Damn I
missed my nigga call, check my messages Yeah this P
To erase this message press seven, to save it press nine Styles: Pick up ya goddamn phone man, I
keep tryin to call you Jesus Christ boy, one Yeah, D-Block Styles P
you wit me dog? Hell yeah, let's get 'em, let's go [Sheek Louch] You get smacked with the
hammer nigga play your position 'fore ruger more done set it and you stay in in position [Styles P] Nigga I'll hawk your ass, wanna fit in my shoes And you cowards can't walk my path [SL] I
don't know nobody fuckin wit us I
ain't Gerome Bettis but if I
hit you it's gon feel like the
bus [SP] And you couldn't live this life and play this role Like never part with your gun and stay this cold [SL] Yo we in the
streets where it's nothin but love I'm them leather shits, you the
Michael Jackson glove [SP] I'm in the
hood cause I'm dedicated If I
was you I
woulda never made it I'm Holiday so I'm celebrated [SL] We don't reminisce bitch ass, remember that Styles verse is the
only thing gon bring it back [SP] Tell the
ghetto show discipline I
said Sheek gun Puerto Rican, bullets stay whistlin [Chorus x2] Sheek and SP in and out, all for the
streets Turn the
bass up and try not to fuck up your seats Rock that shit, every corner, knock that shit Niggaz try to front on us, cock that shit [SL] I
guess I'm gettin older Cause everybody that I
thought was hot go inside the
garbage folder [SP] And nigga I'm from D-Block, I'm on 3-5-4 I
keep my heat cock, and my blunt lit [SL] The
mack out, take a
piece of your back out Raise it to your cheek nigga, dare you to speak [SP] Shit I
got plenty guns And thugs that'll give a
nigga a
hug and say they stab anyone [SL] You ain't never seen a
nigga jaw hangin from his face Sausage shaped red shit hangin from his waist [SP] Nigga I'm well connected By the
time you hear this I'll be in jail but I
probly got two cells connected [SL] Yack in one hand, the
other the
lizm And If I
push you down and wet you it's not baptism [SP] Bitch this is mafia It won't stop til they put you in the
dirt with the
flowers on top of ya [Chorus] [SL] Sheek goin broke is not in the
plans I
could sell gloves to a
nigga with no hands [SP] A
lot of niggaz screamin they wolf, but I'm feelin they sheep I
won't be happy til the
niggaz asleep [SL] I'll punch a
niggaz nose in, duckin and bustin Cuttin and cussin, hold that you bitch ass nigga [SP] And I
could make the
best die Cut your throat open, pull your tongue through it That's a
fuckin neck tie [SL] We turn bitch niggaz skin maroon Pump turn niggaz voices like they hit a
helium balloon [SP] If Christ is comin it oughta be now, I
swear to God Cause all yall faggot niggaz die according to Styles [SL] What nigga you could get it for free Put your money up, ain't nobody fuckin wit Louch and P
[SP] Yeah nigga that's what's up D-Block til the
death motherfucker so our gats is up [Chorus]