Keep It Thoro

Oh, y'all niggas killer now? Oh, word

Catch you comin' out your fuckin' crib, nigga

Yeah, catch a fuckin' bullet, nigga

Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills

Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels

Write a book full of medicine and generate mill's

Tour the album, only for more sales

We used to catch those on the block with crills

Now it's paid shows, promoters post up bills

Sign dems only if the math is real

If you can't match numbers then you can't have

The 'Head Nigga In Charge' and shit

Live nigga, rhymes, artist

Pardon, P dub shines regardless

Remorseless, haunt niggas like Poltergeist

My advice 'fore you get like that, is think twice

'Fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it?

Loose niggas make the news when we start formin'

Snatch stripes off a nigga's uniform often

Doin' it past yo' delf, you way out your jurisdiction

Why niggas bullshit on the grill?

I don't fuck around, dunny, this move's real

I keep it thoro, nigga

Yo, let me back up for 'em, lemme back up, yo, yo

Why niggas bullshit on the grill?

I don't fuck around, dunny, this move's real

I gave birth to your whole style and feel

How do it feel to hold my dick in public?

Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner

It's me and you, do it live on stage for Dolo

I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools

Grab niggas by the throat, show and prove

Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy

Did a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtie

Temperamental, I snap quick, very touchy

Ayo, my attitude is all fucked up and real shitty

I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me

You feel different, niggas see me

I throw a TV at you, crazy bitches say, “P, you crazy”

A 'Pain In Da Ass', nah but 'Fuck U, Pay Me'

I'm no shorty, nigga, I stop your glory

I'm a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud me

Avoid P, man, take your baby mom's advice

I'm nothin' sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price

When you see me in the streets, soldier, salute me

You just a groupie, oh, you gangsta? Then shoot me

Who gives a fuck really? I miss my nigga, Twin

Kill me, so I can join the rest of my falls up in the Heavens

You rap niggas make me laugh, y'all crazy ass

And I don't give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trash

Bang this 'cuz I guarantee that you bought it

Heavy airplay all day wit no chorus, I keep it thoro, nigga