P's Strong

[Hook] Just make sure your P's strong, otherwise it's long I'll end man and emigrate to Hong Kong [x2] [Verse 1] When it comes to beef, I'm not on this back-and-forth ting If lucky, hospitalised If not, coffin-bound If I'm that pissed, you'll be coughing rounds It only costs Ps Get five Gs, get the M-10 Collect general D; within a week I guarantee his mums will pay burial fees [Hook] [Verse 2] Let me break it down with the five Gs: Unregistered chips, unregistered phones That's eighty. Then you've got the snitch About four twenty Then you've got the whip; fifteen Then you've got three Gs to get the big ting And I've got youngers that will finish him A reward when I get the news in [Hook] [Verse 3] If you want to beef me, I mean properly Then make sure your P's strong Otherwise it's long Cause every bullet you fire, P's gone Every man you hire, he's gone Don't start the beef and then say it's long Cause if I catch you slipping It will be the last in him, with the ting that's dripping And the whip I'm whipping [Hook]