[Intro]
Respect to the ol' timers man, word up
And the youngins man, those that come you heard
[Hook x2]
Gangsters don't die, we just turn to legends
All we go through is hell, what the f** is a heaven
We live fast and stall d**h long as possible
Get our cash in, put threats in the hospital
[Verse 1]
Young P, When I was 13 I had dreams
To do what LL did and Run DMC
Dirty ol' f**, learnin' how to aim my pee
Older n***as in the hood used to try to thug me
Till pops gave me a knife, told me handle my things
And if not, when I came back, he would handle me
I put my first little bit of fair n***as, I was ga**ed
Started hangin' with the others that was on the same sh**
Had my first taste of gunfire early in my years
Gang fights, we was jumpin' n***as we was just kids
Taking coats off of victims, watches off of peoples wrists
Shootin' in the air, party, turning aiming for your head
And that's young bloods and lue, young guns from back then
Grew up to be rap's most infamous clique
Most thugs we grew up with, proud that we did it
And naturally, we got others that wanna see us hit
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Capital P, when I was 13 I had dreams
Now I'm all grown up and living out my dreams
And my pops ain't here now that n***a deceased
And that being said, how you gonna son me
n***as bodied JMJ right there in Queens
Goes to show, there's no respect for the O.G.s
n***as talkin' real tough like I'm N-E-X-T
Like I give a f** about shootin' up ya peeps
Bout gettin' hit, 'bout to show you n***as how to bleed
Got guns in different states, you can't catch me sleep
Put bullets in ya heart, bullets all up in the meat
And right behind ya forehead bone you plead Gs
When it's on and poppin', you be beggin' I stop it
You be beggin' for your life, before that head shot stop it
Rappers lovin' my spit, fans lovin' my sh**
And then you got those, that wanna see me hit
[Hook]