Styles P - Salute A Gee lyrics

{Sheek Louch} f** it Im going in Yo Let it bang n***a We dont call the cops Certified G n***a riding on these blocks Ain't no rapper you know that ain't listen to the Lox Ain't a b**h that you know that ain't on one of our co*ks Squares of that raw, half a G Big a** guns that Im riding with is half the jeep Im in your house while you layin there half asleep Come on your block or whatever and I ain't half as deep Gettin money as a young'in Im trying to french kiss older b**hes as a kid They wouldn't let me put my tongue in Now look what I brung in Rope on my neck is longer and thicker than the ones we got hung in Put four fingers up And tuck your thumbs Salute the God when you see him or when we shootin the one This ain't for fun, its a full time job Little b**hes like you is them n***as we rob Jumpin out the SAAB in the 80s Bear coat, hotter than 380s Back then our block was like Haiti You never know who had it It took a while to find out who ratted Black radio playing that "Illmatic" Im just saying Im a Yonkers n***a You dont compare us to a barrel, long as you know I ain't no trigger Bang bang muthaf**as its them D-Block boys All that skinny jean rappin n***a k** that noise {Styles P} Anybody harder they say "No O.G." Goon spelled backward is "No O.G." n***as know I snap like the photo V Put a bullet in the horse on your polo B And I come from a block where they clap at You dont want another hole in your snap back I got a big a** gun in my back pack Rob n***as let it ring, ra-ta-tat-tat Now who wanna get shot where they lats at I let a blade run across where your traps at By the way co*ks**er where your trap at Who the shooter he the one im gon clap at Im a savage muthaf**a but im abstract And im good with the numbers like a NASDAQ S-dot-P-Dot G-Host Before rap all I thought about was kilos Im from D-Block, you know I love C-Notes And I used to sling sacks of that P tho Yeah n***a L-O-X Actin like we from Santos, L-O-S Put a gun in my P-O-L-O vest If you try to f** with us, say "Hello d**h" Cuz you gon die real soon D-Block, you lookin at some real goons {Jadakiss} Still pullin the tech out the dresser Y'all students of the game, yes I'm a professor Looking in the mirror, like can I be any fresher? n***as'll bench press ya, hate then sweat cha Yeah, aww then but thats just how the hood be Work garbage grams ain't moving how they could be Hustlin backwards not doing what you should be I could show ya n***as how to do it for a good fee And I ain't just rappin, I endorse it The line's right there, you know what happen when you cross it From the hood, still drink water from the faucet I borrowed sh**, gave sh** away and I brought sh** And naw, I ain't with the back and forth sh** I'd rather shoot it out than be going through the court sh** All cause you wanna be us When all you had to do was salute us when you see us It dont matter if Im in the Porsche or Prius You already know that the diamonds is V.V.S Nine out of 10, the garments is all G.S If anybody gon bring harm, its gon be us U p**y and soft, U.P.S Worse thing they ever coulda did was free us Now hop on the wave and ride that L-O-X n***a, you can't divide that