to it Like an immaculate conception, clean I came Went through label pains, didn't give shorty a name I put, bros before hoes that's the way love and life
, catch a gleamed bullet I live the street life ya heard, guns money and birds Get dead armed and dead on ya jewels and pearls Where I was placed, put between the wrong style thun Capital P
fo' that Lex Jock loaned me five an' I was rollin' that bitch That's why the town got rid 'o $hort (Don't believe everythang you hear, nigga) That's
niggaz ain't sayin' shit until y'all bare weapons And even when you dead, you can still fuckin' get it A nigga that'll smack ya, fuck around and clap ya Styles P
[Intro] S-O-U-T-H, M-E-M-P-H-I-S, take a guess Can you figure it out, huh you see that park sign Huh, you know what time it is on, yeah.... [Verse 1:
'll get killed fast nigga I&E for life, Gotti thinkin' twice Just like a atheist believing in Christ Never havin' slash, been stackin' slash Reliable, viable, worth more than cash Street
Mar' reportin live from the streets From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B When it drops it's game over, you'll see Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P,
day ain't for hoes) It's a good thing that we're rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin', we'd be mackin' It's a good thing that we're rappin' If it wasn
[Intro: sample of Beastie Boys' "The New Style"] And on the cool check-in Center stage on the mic And we're puttin it on wax It's the new style! [Royce
shooters if they the type that miss? Where I'm from, better be careful when you drive that whip Niggas, put they life at risk for pies that flip In
closed like a caption Fractional kids don't know the time for action Styles got the rhythm that of an Anglo Saxon Round of applause then avalanche a clappin' (Plow) That
screwed But I'll put six in your stomach nigga lace your food Scream fuck every rapper that hate that I'm rude But that's that SP shit, you can take
) Yo, you over there Styles? Yeah dog (Anybody sleepin' on us) Second album nigga, two guns up nigga Real L.O.X., blaze "We Are the Streets" nigga, y'
Streets help niggaz, niggaz don't help the streets Y'all use beats for help, we help the beats Who want it with me? Who want it with Sheek? Who want it with P
'ma blast through WikiLeaks {"Put some money on it"} Maserati ridin with that Mary on It's a black and white thang, call that chick Arione Talkin all that
Styles P] (Sheek Louch) When there's beef I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you (P swallow your pride), my pride ain't edible Fuck with my life
girl Give me a smile Everyone wants my style Big-Big, Big Beat A.K.A The Biggie Sound of street [chorus- Big Sound][2x] Sell your shit? This is the box that
that sneak shit? You and Diddy y'all kill me with that subliminal shit, bitch Why is you frontin' and kickin' that street shit? Please, impress me, go back to that