Enemy Of The State

Lyrics
(Pay attention) I mean (Time is money) I got this shit (December 19th) I ain't the hardest on the street for no reason (DJ Drama) I mean a lot of niggas say they hard, I just don't believe them (Pay attention) (Let's go poobs) [Verse 1: Styles P] I don't want attention, benz truck with the stocks on em I don't wnana beef but if he riff let it pop on him Dump him in the river with the cement blocks on him Thought he knew the time I swear to God he had a watch on him I guess that'll make him the dumbass You can say he fucked cause the gun gonna cum fast Shit or it might be the hawk But I'mma cut his lips off if I don't like when he talk Whatever the Bentley cost I paid the price in the court Yearly, life's a bitch I still love her dearly Let my gun talk these dumb niggas don't hear me If it's on then the tech gon' rattle No sleep more beef than the Texas cattle nigga But I don't need no branding iron Hardest in the world and you can't deny him If you try then the whole fuckin' family dyin' I'm a wolf so the motherfuckin' lands be cryin' What up nigga can I howl at the moon Get bricks in December, give em out to my members And tell them motherfuckers wild out til June About to get the lamb drop style real soon Nah, cause I'm a little low key I knew I was a G when I was drinkin O.E Wasn't shootin 5s was shootin 9s you niggas know me If it's a harder motherfucker I want you to show me You don't like me, fuck you, y'all niggas could blow me I'm the hardest in the street, cocksucker you owe me Cause I really robbed niggas and I really sold Ds [Verse 2: Bully] I ain't Lil' Jon but I get crunked on a nigga Far from Kriss Kross but I will jump on a nigga You fuckin with the right ones, somebody warn this nigga Your face on the white tee, whole hood mourning nigga It's bully bitch still black glove hoodie man Still give you nightmares, sorta like the boogieman Holla at Perdue, a lot of your dudes just waitin Flows been watered, nicknamed polar springs Niggas need work, shit, I can pull a couple strings Still using small scales down to them triple beams Problem with the kid, I'm jumping out the black Tahoe Two black Chargers, a Range that follows All vested up with them clips filled with hollows Put that on my life that you won't see tomorrow D-Block first family second platoon I'm with the Fantastic Four so y'all niggas is doomed Old western style nigga, I roll with them goons Me and SP can see yall niggas at high noon I still see a lot of y'all runnin round actin off Like I wouldn't tap your frame, cough and you're actin boss I'll whoop you out like the Passion of Christ do I been getting high fighters way before Ice Cube In the Maserati, the color of light blue I ain't Tina Turner but bitch I'll Ike you My nigga Styles said fuck a video, fuck a single Just gonna give yall niggas what yall been waitin on I can respect that (The Affiliates nigga)
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Credits
- Writers
- Bully (Rapper)
- Styles P