Styles P - This Moment lyrics

[Intro/Chorus] Don't put 'em down til' I tell you Whoever wanna be hard-headed'll find out what the shell do Now you can put 'em down if when you want [????] [Verse 1: Styles P] I'm still gettin' L-O-X yellow money Yellow Air Forces, yellow Lex money Jada the "muah"; give 'em the kiss of d**h for me A big Donnie G'll rip his head off for me D to the dash and the block after that The nine mill drawn, and then it pop after that Your brain on the floor, who wanna mop after that? The Ghost on the mic, now who could rock after that? It's like only a few brothers I'm hittin' two b**hes, so I'm using two rubbers You make it rain on them b**hes Then I make 'em pay for all the game that they missin' [Chorus] Don't put 'em down til' I tell you Whoever wanna be hard-headed'll find out what the shell do Now you can put 'em down if when you want [????] [Verse 2: Styles P] I'mma die filthy rich, or piss-pot poor Violatin' the crew what you get shot for In lyrical shape n***as, tip-top ya'll Know the money's comin' in when the bricks dropped off Me and the gun and the pretty b**h up in the vehicle Still pa** her around like Biggie and Cease'll do Yeah, Frank White is still alive to me I don't meant the label, but most of you n***as jive to me Can't find a rapper alive, that's as live as me If you did, it's a motherf**in' surprise to me I pa** 'em the title, "the hardest n***a out" And then give 'em my guns; yeah, your n***a out [Chorus] Don't put 'em down til' I tell you Whoever wanna be hard-headed'll find out what the shell do Now you can put 'em down if when you want [????] [Verse 3: Styles P] You ain't concerned, it's the papes I sold base when Goodie Mob was on LaFace The gun ain't big enough, you can fit it on your waist I'm thinkin' of money, when my thumb is on the safe Pointy finger on the trigger Cops show a picture, there's no pointin' at a n***a A dead man can't move And the shooter might be, but the lead ain't smooth; take it easy Cocaine bamboo-colored; got your girl on my hair like shampoo, brother And the gun's titanium, handle's rubber You expired; just got cancelled from us What up!? [Chorus/Outro] Don't put 'em down til' I tell you Whoever wanna be hard-headed'll find out what the shell do Now you can put 'em down if when you want [????]