(Styles P) Hell yea I’m pulling my thing out You getting’ banged out, bitch nigga Your shit done came out Kick it with a 914 nigga 4 niggas beefin’, and guess what? My nine one 4 niggas I warn niggas like whoever gone come through My shit stay kicking so I’m calling it Kung-Fu Master my own style, punk show ‘em what gun do I’m lethal like a heroin bundle, yea The beat rock from Pete Rock The flow from the Ghost from D-Block 4 pound ‘ell send ya to Esau In other words, Jesus Christ man My shit stick together like beans and rice All I need is weed at nights to smoke and burn And I’m probably the nicest nigga to breathe the light And can’t nobody prove me wrong I’m too strong And the motherfuckin’ street niggas needing me right?
Hook (Pete Rock): Ayo fuck what you heard and what you thought you saw Been all over the world reppin’ 914 Styles P and Sheek Louch they wild for sure Been all over the world reppin’ 914
(Sheek Louch) Raised in the ghetto singing songs for survival Late night, Valhalla, roll it out the bible 914, every corner store got a nigga with the raw Just bring your straw Piff by the O’s, pussy galore Little thief bitches get the monkeys out the store (shit ain’t real) Shit look real but a nigga ain’t sure, yo You know a real nigga when you see him (Yonkers) Jewelry dripping, white tee, you wanna be him Burner on him and don’t care about freedom (frrrruck dat) Bitches with him, other girls wanna beat him I’m trying to stay alive, what up Mt. Vernon? Rest in peace two-five, Pete with the knot Who else to ask for but Sheek from D-Block? Two guns down, Calico up I’m done here pass my cup
Hook (Pete Rock): Ayo fuck what you heard and what you thought you saw Been all over the world reppin’ 914 Styles P and Sheek Louch they wild for sure Been all over the world reppin’ 914 (x2)
(Styles P) Nigga I get fresh like Easter Who wanna get slicked like pizza While I light my reefer? You could come through with your crew nigga Burner go through niggas One shot is knockin’ off two niggas I might come through with the Uzi, shoot niggas Film on Fuji, put the shit in a movie Who wanna get burned with a loosie? Black tie affair, I grown up you get stomped with the Gucci’s You outta be playin’ me two feet I don’t need five, I gotta knife you ain’t leaving alive I said the green and cream Beamer is mine, the Z8 I see hate, get the three-eight right in your eye Yo Pete, play shit for the street Niggas licking they heat Got a brick in the whip on the seat Them niggas no different than me So they listen to me I understand all the shit that they see, what?
Hook (Pete Rock): Ayo fuck what you heard and what you thought you saw Been all over the world reppin’ 914 Styles P and Sheek Louch they wild for sure Been all over the world reppin’ 914 (x2)
D-Block what up baby? Sytles P good lookin’ Mt. Vernon/YO collabo Yea I see it too nigga Yea niggas be like, “Do Yonkers got deers up there?” Yea, and wolves!