Keep It Thoro

Oh, y'all niggas killer now? Oh, word? Catch you comin' out your fuckin' crib, nigga Yeah, catch a fuckin' bullet, nigga Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills Peel on Ducatis and other four-wheels Write a book full of medicine and generate mils Tour the album, only for more sales We used to catch those on the block with crills Now, it's paid shows, promoters post up bills Sign deals only if the math is real If we can't match numbers Then you can't have the Head Nigga In Charge and shit Live-nigga-rhymes artist Pardon, P-dub shines regardless Remorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeist My advice, 'fore you get like that, is think twice Before you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it? Loose niggas make the news when we start forming Snatch stripes off a nigga's uniform often Don't embarrass yo' delf, you way out your jurisdiction While niggas bullshit on the grill I don't fuck around, dunny-, it's most real I keep it thoro, nigga Yo, let me back up for 'em, lemme back up, yo, yo While niggas bullshit on the grill I don't fuck around, dunny, it's most real I gave birth to your whole style and feel How do it feel to hold my dick in public? Cockblower, duplicate rap cloner It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools Grab niggas by the throat, show and prove Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy Did a buck off of my shit and wrapped your Audi Temperamental, I snap quick, very touchy Ayo, my attitude is all fucked up and real shitty I rap like no one out there can fuck with me You feel different, nigga, see me I throw a TV at you crazy, bitches say, "P, you crazy" A pain in the ass, nah, but fuck you, pay me I'm no shorty, nigga, I stop your glory I'm a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud me Avoid P, man, take your baby mom's advice I'm nothing sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price When you see me in the streets soldier, salute me You just a groupie, oh, you gangsta? Then shoot me Who gives a fuck, really? I miss my nigga Twin Kill me, so I can join the rest of my force up in the heavens You rap niggas make me laugh, y'all crazy-ass And I don't give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trash Bang this, 'cause I guarantee that you bought it Heavy airplay all day, with no chorus I keep it thoro, nigga