P’s Strong

[Hook]
Just make sure your P's strong, otherwise it's long
I'll end man and emigrate to Hong Kong
[x2]

[Verse 1]
When it comes to beef, I'm not on this back-and-forth ting
If lucky, hospitalised
If not, coffin-bound
If I'm that pissed, you'll be coughing rounds
It only costs Ps
Get five Gs, get the M-10
Collect general D; within a week
I guarantee his mums will pay burial fees

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Let me break it down with the five Gs:
Unregistered chips, unregistered phones
That's eighty. Then you've got the snitch
About four twenty
Then you've got the whip; fifteen
Then you've got three Gs to get the big ting
And I've got youngers that will finish him
A reward when I get the news in

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
If you want to beef me, I mean properly
Then make sure your P's strong
Otherwise it's long
Cause every bullet you fire, P's gone
Every man you hire, he's gone
Don't start the beef and then say it's long
Cause if I catch you slipping
It will be the last in him, with the ting that's dripping
And the whip I'm whipping

[Hook]