[Intro: Styles P] Yeah! FUCK niggaz! Grease whattup? Vacant Lot I'm a EXPOSE these bitches! You don't like me SET IT! [Styles P:] This ain't for the radio, nor for the video This is for the nigga with his banger by his shitter hole Comin out the box crazy bear cause his shit is swole Ready to roll, no holds barred Gettin amped up, just lookin at his old scars Yeah, you know it's on when the real nigga hatin you No sleep, think about, the steel penetratin you He the type to break the blade off in you Fuck a cage when you know that it's a cage up in you What? Kinda hard to not, go on a murder spree Paintin niggaz burgundy, put 'em to surgery Go kill they family like the shit was a urgency S.P. is back, call the state of emergency Nigga get the N-G-O's, shit you bend in your rolls The men in your holes, all of my foes All you smell is gunpowder then the scent of a rose, what! [Chorus: Styles P] Shoot niggaz, cut niggaz, fuck niggaz, what niggaz Butt niggaz really shouldn't bop, you strut niggaz Firearm touch niggaz, light him like a dutch nigga Stop, look at your watch, you know that time's up nigga [Raw Buck:] Fuck all these niggaz, let 'em die slow