Styles P
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Styles P & DJ Green Lantern & Raekwon
Styles P & Uncle Murda & N.O.R.E.
Styles P
Styles P
Styles P & M.O.P.
It's all good, right
What the fuck
Just tryin to eat out this motherfucker
You gotta dig that, right
[Verse 1]
Waiting on your number to hit when the dice roll
Come from a place where everybody is ice cold
The boys turn to men right over the night though
Then they get killed you wonder where did their life go
The block Got Perico
Lightin up discussing them niggas that got the rico
Just copped the 45, shit lookin lethal
Waiting for the stick-up kids or enemies to creep through
Leave them niggas see-through
Why is the hood so evil
A few good niggas but we lost those people
All up in the mix like the Kool-Aid and the sugar is
Lookin' at the block tryin' to figure how hood it is
Bricks in the bookbag, wonder how good it is
You could ask the fiends in a few
See the cars and the cash and what dreamin' can do
Watch them little dirty niggas that be schemin' on you
[Chorus]
Man you motherfuckers got it confused
Shit, they ain't got nothin' to lose (Feel me)
Man you motherfuckers got it confused
Shit, they ain't got nothin' to lose (Feel me)
Man you motherfuckers got it confused
Shit, they ain't got nothin' to lose (You gotta dig that)
Man you motherfuckers got it confused
(SP the ghost fuck with a hard nigga, feel me)
[Verse 2]
I'm like coke turned to base when it dried and rock up
Heard he was a houser, left him like Hoffa
Colder than a Russian mobster drinkin' vodka
At the game in Spain, but I'm barely watchin soccer
Me and my niggas live dirty lives
Shoot at the cops like midget in New Jersey Drive
I'm the real deal nigga feel mil you can feel steel
I don't give a fuck, either or nigga
I'm a wolf, you a bore nigga
You ain't a pimp you a whore nigga
Seen this shit before nigga
It's nothing new under the sun
Like it's nothing old under the moon
No controlling the goon
Fuck around and unload on the room
I make everybody strip without a pole in the room
I might rob niggas still on the job, nigga
SP the ghost, fuck with a hard nigga
Feel me
[Chorus]
Man you motherfuckers got it confused
Shit, they ain't got nothin' to lose (Feel me)
Man you motherfuckers got it confused
Shit, they ain't got nothin' to lose (Feel me)
Man you motherfuckers got it confused
Shit, they ain't got nothin' to lose (You gotta dig that)
Man you motherfuckers got it confused
(SP the ghost fuck with a hard nigga, feel me)
Nothing To Lose was written by Styles P.
Nothing To Lose was produced by DJ Green Lantern.
Styles P released Nothing To Lose on Tue Feb 02 2010.