Lyrics Intro - Styles P

Uh, Underrated but over hated
These pussy niggaz full of shit call em constipated
Ya boy back yeah I know y'all tired of waiting
Here to talk about the game like a nigga commentating
Niggaz sleeping on me better yet they hibernating
Time to wake they ass up and completely dominate em
All praises to Stylez join the congregation
And these other rap niggaz they ain't in the conversation
Yeah I'm back like Mike wit the 4-5
Bang wit good aim I guarantee the Bul die
They say I'm murder wit the ink like the Bul Ja
Been goon affiliated like the bul Plies
Still ill wit the matic like the Bul Nas
But they call me 18Hunnit Stylez tho
Strapped like Velcro keep the 44 long nose like gonzo
Get em offed pronto
Play the block like Alonzo
Dish the rock like rondo
Trappin out them bandos stackin all them hundos
A face shot a turn a known nigga to a John Doe
In case you ain't know yeah it's the business
I'm tryna do 200,000 independent
Old nigga new nigga anybody can get it
Real nigga by myself get at anybody like Kendrick
You shouldn't talk it if you ain't wit it
I only talk it because I live it
Went to ruffhouse paid Khan a visit
He told me make a hit then we can talk business
How you dick ride another man to get ya name up
I did it from the muscle bitch nigga now step ya game up
No bob, no ant
Just me, myself and I and the niggaz in my camp
Same clothes for days on the corner like a stamp
While you was fucked up in the house like a lamp
When my old team quit I put our hood on my back
And I swear I won't stop til our hood is on the map
Niggaz still running they mouth what it's about?
Won't be satisfied til a gun in they mouth
A lot of these rap guys couldn't come out the house
So please tell how the fuck you moved a pie in a drought
Niggaz spreading rumors I hear you niggaz chattin
Niggaz throwin shots yeah I hear you niggaz rappin
Y'all do a lot of talkin but really ain't bout that action
I seen ya paperwork bitch nigga you niggaz rattin
Niggaz throwing dirt on my name y'all in the way
Y'all on my dick more then my bitches you niggaz gay
Use my name to get some pussy that's how you niggaz play
These niggaz throwin salt in the game Cheryl Wray
I'm sick and tired of niggaz talkin greasy in these streets
Don't say it behind my back when you see me nigga speak
I'm calm, cool, collective I be tryna keep the peace
But niggaz pushed me to the point where I gotta keep the peace
I ain't acting tough nigga I'm just being me
I ain't never let a nigga disrespect me in these streets
I ain't never let a nigga outdo me on a beat
Held myself down for years nigga Chris was never sweet
Been underrated for years but naw I ain't gettin mad
Takes time for y'all to smarten up y'all just catchin on to fab
Y'all just catchin on to push, kiss been killin shit
So ima keep sippin flames til y'all start feelin it
I compare myself to them I just ain't signed yet
Lyrically you underground niggaz are no contest
A few that I fuck wit I ain't gon front
But the rest of y'all ass and y'all can take it how you want