Lyrics:

[Shyne]

P-O, nothing more to it

I'm gully, what, I've really been through it

From the stoupe to the coup and anything in between

I carry a sleet through me, niggaz live out they dreams

Throw the ones in the sky or up in the bing

I do it for them, when I'm crackin' them rims

See me doing solo, silver pot holes

Bustin' off Roscoe's, like fuck it, I'll buy a new set tomorrow

I'm the horror, the system belt

Suck liquor, out my mom's tits, instead of milk

I'm society's filth, shit, I feel no guilt

Well fear couldn't feed Po, what the fuck, I need mo'

Mo', mo', catch me posted up on one Pivot

By the looks of my arm and palm, it's been a blizzard

Bitches wanna know, who that nigga Po

When you think of me, just think of snow

Call white, hard white, masterpiece, all white

It's alright, I could take you out tonight

And put you in some things

Have you lookin' like something, diamonds, buttons

It's the predicate felon, millionaire dollar rederick

Tellin', spittin' thesis, for my connections

Leave a nigga speechless, can't talk with a gun in your throat

Yeah, I'm loc'd, been around too much dope

All my life, brain ain't never been right

Don't hear shit, I air shit, niggaz lose sight

It's bigger than mics, come fuck with the kid

O.G.'s look at me, like that's how I live

Niggaz look from the sky, like, yeah I stay live

Resurrected through the necklace or the gold coated six

Gangsta never die, as long as I'm alive

And when I go, it's gon' be another Po



[Chorus: Shyne]

For all my niggaz who ain't here with me

You still here with me, everything that I do

When you see that watch blue, it's for you

When you see that coupe with no roof, it's for you

For all my niggaz who ain't here with me

You still here with me, everything that I do

Kid that I fried around the way, was for for you

Connect that I tied the other day, was for you



[Shyne]

Yellow tapes, yellow bottles and, yellow rocks

It's the number one gunner, pop pa-pop pop

Hard top, windows black, that's the way, how gangsta mack

Comin' through bumpin' Thriller, like I'm really a killa

Who you know fuckin' with me, them niggaz is bitter

No, I hit you when it's burnin' or numb

Who you, screw you, just for burnin' ya gums, get it right

I'm him, ya'll just rhyming

Noise over beats, ya'll niggaz hymen

My other shit is real, I'm buyin' jet fuel

Them cuts on my shit, is Princess Blue

You fuck with the kid, you get princessed too

What, ya boyfriend a rapper? This between me and you

And that's just how my niggaz would want it, America's most wanted

State ya name, P.O., niggaz know



[Chorus]



[Chorus II: Shyne]

For all my niggaz who ain't here with me

You still here with me, everything that I do

Bitch I hit with the long dick, it's for you

Bong bong, paid time just for you

For all my niggaz who ain't here with me

You still here with me, walk with me, talk with me

Let that sawed off shit, bark off with me

What's up with my niggaz, I'm with my niggaz