Show Discipline (feat. Nas) [Explicit]

Yo

Uh

Uh-huh

Uh

Yo, yo, yo, yo

Hey yo', never will this stop

Handguns with double digits shots

I move work on other ****'s blocks

Leave out the club with another ****'s watch

Body that man and let other **** watch

Only thing worse than a coward

Is a coward with power

Gotta kill him in the shower, our

Beats is knockin', hooks is rare

Earned my spot, nobody ain't put me here

Burn my block, I had a fiend cookin' with beer

Like the Bobby Womack of crack

Might see me in the burgundy thing or the black on black

Matter of fact, go get your chrome

'Cause I'd rather be broke together than rich alone

Clappin' 'em down, backin' 'em down (Uh)

Fuck whatever happened before

I'm what's happenin' now

Now gangsters live, gangsters die

Grab your guns, soldiers ride (Show discipline, ****)

Kill your moms, kill your pops

Kill your seed, kill your girl (It's principle, ****)

Sell your crack, sell your coke

Sell your E, sell your smoke (You hustlin', ****)

Grab your .9, grab your pound

Grab your TEC, grab your pump (We bustin' it, ****, what?)

Uh, we brave-hearted

I had bitches try to poison me, **** who killed loyalty

Set me up, vested up, I move accordingly

I ducked ice picks and nightsticks by cops who rookies

Hard to be righteous when life could just stop for pussy

**** killin' over hoes, gun concealed in they clothes

Bodies at funerals, touch 'em, they feel like they froze

Speech, totally calm, hold a dead rapper's dome in my palm

Burn a flag, plus its on the Quran, it's on the Bible

Plus America cussin' at every car that's drivin'

Holdin' the homeless sign and you focus, you notice Nas and

Prince of the globe, leave no prince of the toast

Play with Ouija boards, burn frankincense with the ghosts

I learn to do good, plus erase the evil

And do what it takes to keep a smilin' face with my people (Uh-huh)

I was raised by the apes in this dark creep show but yo

Gangsters live, gangsters die

Grab your guns, soldiers ride (Show discipline, ****)

Kill your moms, kill your pops

Kill your seed, kill your girl (It's principle, ****)

Sell your crack, sell your coke

Sell your E, sell your smoke (You hustlin', ****)

Grab your .9, grab your pound (Yo, yo)

Grab your TEC, grab your pump (We bustin' it, ****, what?)

Think about when I splatter your mass (Yeah)

My **** is happy, your momma is sad (If)

Your **** is riders, the drama will last (If)

Your **** is snitchin', they judgin' my ass

And they said I'm too famous to run

So when I empty out this clip, I'm changin' the gun

The realer the beef, the longer the clip

Murder your man's, I'm in gone in the mist

Caught his girl after dark so we talked the bitch

We ain't care 'cause the whore wasn't shit, dog

I ain't takin' the L or wastin' a shell

I bring the heat like I'm Satan his self

Fuck if you hard, fuck if you soft

Long as you lost

Dick in the dirt, shit in your drawers

I make your grandmother get on the floor

Tie you up and beat you to a pulp, say, "This is a war"

Fifth and the four, mack and a pump

Act and I dunk

Throw you out the window then act like you jump

Now gangsters live, gangsters die

Grab your guns, soldiers ride (Show discipline, ****)

Kill your moms, kill your pops

Kill your seed, kill your girl (It's principle, ****)

Sell your crack, sell your coke

Sell your E, sell your smoke (You hustlin', ****)

Grab your .9, grab your pound

Grab your TEC, grab your pump (We bustin' it, ****, what?)

Now gangsters live, gangsters die

Grab your guns, soldiers ride (Show discipline, ****)

Kill your moms, kill your pops

Kill your seed, kill your girl (It's principle, ****)

Sell your crack, sell your coke

Sell your E, sell your smoke (You hustlin', ****)

Grab your .9, grab your pound

Grab your TEC, grab your pump (We bustin' it, ****, what?)