Show Discipline - Edit

Yo uh, uh huh, uh

Yo yo yo yo yo hey never will it stop

Handguns with double digit shots

I move work on other niggas' blocks

Leave out the club wit a another niggas watch

Body that man and let other niggas watch

Only thing worse than a coward, is a coward with power

Gotta kill him in the shower hour

Beats is knockin', hooks is rare

Earned my spot, nobody ain't put me here

Burnt my block, I had a fiend cookin' wit' beer

Like the Bobby Womack of crack

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

Matter of fact, go get ya chrome

'Cause I rather be broke together than rich alone

Clappin' em' down, backin' em' down

**** what ever happened before, I'm what's happenin' now

Now gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride

(Show discipline bitch)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl

(It's principle bitch)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke

(You hustlin' bitch)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump

(You bustin' at niggaz wat)

We bravehearted, I had niggas tryin' to posion me

Niggaz who kilt loyalty

Set me up, vested up my move accordingly

I ducked icepicks and ice sticks by cops who rookies

Hard to be righteous, and when life can just stop for niggas

Niggas killin' over hoes, guns concealed in their clothes

Bodies at funerals, touch them they feel like they froze

Speech, totally calm, holdin' dead rappers dome in my palm

Burnin' flag, plus it's on the Qu'ran, it's on the Bible

Plus America 'cause that every car that's drivin'

Holdin' the homeless sign you focus you know it's Nas then

Prince of the globe, leave no prince of the toast

Played with Ouija boards, burned frankincense wit' a ghost

I've learned, to do good plus a waste of evil

And do what it takes to keep a smile on the face of my people

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

Gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride

(Show discipline bitch)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl

(It's principle bitch)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke

(You hustlin' bitch)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump

(You bustin' at niggaz wat)

Think 'bout when I splatter ya mask

My niggas is happy, ya momma is sad

If ya niggas is riders, the drama will last

If ya niggas is snitch, been 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 ya mans, I'm gone in the mist

Call this girl after dark so we talked the shit

We ain't care 'cause the whore wasn't ****ing tight

Doll, I ain't takin' the L or waistin' a shell

I bring the heat like I'm Satan itself

Bitch if you hard, bitch if you soft, long as you lost

Bitch in the dirt, ****ing in your drawers

I'll make ya grandmother get on the floor

Tie you up, then beat you to a pulp, say that this is a war

If in the four, mackin' a pump, actin' I dump

Throw you out the window then act like you jump

Now gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride

(Show discipline bitch)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl

(It's principle bitch)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke

(You hustlin' bitch)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump

(You bustin' at niggaz wat)

Now gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride

(Show discipline bitch)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl

(It's principle bitch)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke

(You hustlin' bitch)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump

(You bustin' at niggaz wat)