Worlds Greatest - Styles P, DMX, Jadakiss

Make you throw your bike’s up

Make you rep your hood, now scream

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

I think I’m getting why these motherfuckers hate me

Cause I’ve been putting pressure on everything lately

And I’m here pressure bust pipes kinda easy

With that being said I apologize to BP

But to the rest of y’all it’s no courtesy

I’m not a nest so won’t none of y’all burden me

Next generation of the double R lights up

I’m the next nigga that’s gon' make 'em throw they bikes up

I literally had millions watching me

On stage turning dudes to a mockery

Yeah they copy me with no cash

These niggas is chickens in beef

Steady talking bout they go ham

You confused, you meat lover

I got Swizz feeling like Dre when he made Deep Cover

I’m the next Double R meal ticket

Made like a deck of cards nigga, deal with it

My flow dope like the methadone clinic

Pull on the Phantom when you see a don in it

Glove box you might see the Quran in it

Underneath the firearm, am I wrong with it?

I drop the roof to be captured by the sun

Relay my bars and remastered every one

Nigga’s wondering where the fuck Drag at

I’m on Twitter hitting everybody back

Drag to the dash, I ain’t back to claim shit

I still got the same crown I first came with

If I had to do it all again, I wouldn’t change shit

Now I’ma shine when the rain get thick nigga

All the pretty girls go round the outside

Porsche or the Range Rover, meet me in the ride

Windows all jet black you ain’t gotta hide

Donnie, Razor Ramone, Bobby Backlund

This my throne cranberry silver patron, they love me

Hat back like I’m 15 face clean

Nice blue jeans sitting on the Louie

I used to run base and I don’t mean ???

A long way from Dr Jays and Conways

I still like hoodrats, some Beyonces

Pop off you ain’t ever seen AK’s

Top down, Eddie Levert and the O’Jays

Donnie killing that UFO

It took a little while but Donnie gon' blow

Hater’s seen Sheek nope, Donnie on the go

Might as well call me butter cause Donnie on a roll

Ayo, personally I think I’m underrated if nothing else

Ask around, they’ll tell you Jada is something else

Motherfuck who they know

It’s the kid with the diesel bars and flow

It’s a couple dudes I ain’t got rid of yet

But it ain’t no rush, niggas is butt like the back of the cigarette

Holla when it’s time for the blood to get spilled

I only negotiate for thugs to get killed

Hustler, artist, CEO

On the low blowing strawberry Kiwi dro

Sling cane til they cut off my hands, other than that

I’ma spit pain til they cut off my glands

Got work all over the stove, getting money all over the globe

In the Range all over the road

Cribs and the whips is lavish

Double R mob life, Kiss a savage

You know me, playing 'Kiss and Ne-Yo with your bitch

Or she can call time, run a trio on your bitch

Shoot 'em in the mouth, bet you he ain’t gonna snitch

Fucking with 3 bad niggas

Telling your girlfriend to tea bag niggas

She’s wavy, we crazy

ADHD, know where the weight be

On the scale with the guns off safety

Eyes hazy, money, mansion, Mercedes

Surrounded by killers, OG’s, crack babies

Loading up the nine, dope stay a dime

Two blunts in the Watson 749

Red wine avocado, salad with the lamb and

Cilantro head honcho, rocking a poncho

Way out in Mexico

10 for the bird let you place the decimal

Turn your ass vegetable

You the next nigga, well, I’m the X nigga

Name still ringing bells so fuck the rest nigga

I do this shit for real, y’all niggas is acting

I’m old school like Andre the giant and Bob Backlund

Cats ain’t never been able to ever

Fuck with the dog, whatever the weather

I come through, niggas bow down like Muslims praying

I’m just trying to understand what these fools are saying

Don’t make me, somebody better take me outta here

This is what it came down to, fuck outta here

Cats gotta fear a nigga like me

I come through in beast mode from New York to AZ

Bitch you fucking crazy, thinking Dog ain’t got it

Dog gon' hit it, as soon as soon as dog spot it

I’ma scratch to the death, till there’s half of 'em left

I’m the last of 'em left, till the last of my breath