Show Discipline

Yo!

Yo, yo, yo, yo, hey, yo

Never will it stop

Hang guns 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 knocking, hooks is rare

Earned my spot, nobody ain't put me here

Burnt my block, I had a fiend cooking 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 ya chrome

'Cause I rather be, broke together than rich alone

Clapping em' down, backing em' down (uh)

Fuck what ever happened before, I'm what's happening now

Now gangstas live, gangstas die

Grab ya guns, soldiers ride (show discipline nigga!)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed

Kill ya girl (it's principle nigga!)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke

Sell ya E, sell ya smoke (you hustling nigga!)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound

Grab ya Tec, grab ya pump (you busting at niggas!, what)

We brave hearted, I had bitches trying to poison me

Niggas who kilt loyalty

Set me up, vested up my move accordingly

I ducked ice picks and ice sticks by cops who rookies

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

Niggas killing over hoes, guns concealed in their clothes

Bodies at funerals, touch them they feel like they froze

Speech, totally calm, hold a dead rappers dome in my palm

Burn a flag, plus its on the Qu'ran, its on the bible

Plus America cause that every car that's driving

Holding the homeless silent you focus you know its Nas then,

Prince of the globe, leave no prince of the toast

Played with Ouija boards, burned frankincense with 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

Now gangstas live, gangstas die

Grab ya guns, soldiers ride (show discipline nigga!)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed

Kill ya girl (it's principle nigga!)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke

Sell ya E, sell ya smoke (you hustling nigga!)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound

Grab ya Tec, grab ya pump (you busting at niggas! What)

Think bout when I splatter ya mask (yea)

My niggas is happy, ya momma is sad

If ya niggas is riders, the drama will last

If ya niggas is snitch, been judging my ass

They said I'm too famous to run

So when I empty out this clip, I'm changing 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 bitch

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

Doll, I ain't taking the L or wasting a shell

I bring the heat like I'm Satan itself

Fuck if you hard, fuck if you soft, long as you lost

Dick in the dirt, shit in ya 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, acting I dump

Throw you out the window then act like you jump

Now gangstas live, gangstas die

Grab ya guns, soldiers ride (show discipline nigga!)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed

Kill ya girl (it's principle nigga!)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke

Sell ya E, sell ya smoke (you hustling nigga!)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound

Grab ya Tec, grab ya pump (you busting at niggas! What)

Now gangstas live, gangstas die

Grab ya guns, soldiers ride (show discipline nigga!)

Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed

Kill ya girl (it's principle nigga!)

Sell ya crack, sell ya coke

Sell ya E, sell ya smoke (you hustling nigga!)

Grab ya nine, grab ya pound

Grab ya Tec, grab ya pump (you busting at niggas! What)