Текст песни Styles - Styles, слова песни Styles

Текст песни Styles - Styles

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f/ JadakissYeah, Holiday, GaryI don`t want y`all to compare me to niggas no moreUnless they got a case pendingUnless they poke somethin upUnless they keepin it real gutter, y`know[Verse 1]SP I`m the closest thing to poison it isyou think you hot, I`ma boil your kidyou think you cool, I`ma throw you in the river wit some cement shoesyou could sleep with the fishesNiggas actin funny so I gotta keep it movin I dont speak to the bitchesWe could handle this like gangstasDog, I`ll kidnap your little man and send you to the bankerThat money get dropped off, so do heRight off the booth of his mama` buildingFeel the drama buildingTold y`all niggas don`t fuck wit PI said fuck rap and a verseI get down like the bishops, wit the way you clap at the hearseI get it crunk wit a blunt and a package of vercI`m in the shottie of the Cadillacwit niggas that`ll take twenty a body, the shottie will handle that[HOOK: Styles and Jadakiss]StylesPaniro the most, you hearin the GhostStylesHoliday shit, it`s robbery shitNigga talkin funny then body the kid, let`s goStylesMafia boss, rockin the corpseStylesPullin the three, cockin the fourStylesWe`re closin the windows and lockin the doorsYou could die todayOr you could die tomorrow, baby boy the option is yours, c`mon[Verse 2]I smoke weed cuz the future is grimI`m knockin this ash off the dutch on the roof of your Benzmy lil man been runnin since the shootin beginy`all niggas talk about cases of Crist`I talk about cases where niggas get life of the shitand your girl visit two years, mom come foreverbut near one of your mans aint right wit his shitbut like corn I`ma flip, smokin weed influenced by the fixand old timers with the toolies by the hipsSo come and creep wit meand I aint lyin when I tell these motherfuckersthat I got the streets in meone felony, wit two cases beatso be about your business when you come and beef wit meI got coke for sale and I got dope for saleif you wanna cop some work you oughta come and speak wit me[HOOK][Verse 3]Y`all niggas know my name, but you don`t know my styleWhat make it all ironic is the shit is the sameKeep a milli in the coat, puffin on the chronicin the hood wit my niggas that`s distributin `caineIf your man get bodied, number one rule is you body somethin backthen live with the painyoung guns of this shit, so when I get hitI`ma yell Sheek and `Kiss let`s finish the gameI got discipline and dedicationI`m the boss of the S N F, that`s the Shootin Niggas FederationLight a blunt and get cloudy wit meGo get your gun and get rowdy wit meIt`s a Holiday dog, mouth big, you could swallow the fourDon`t you ask me what I`m robbing you for, whatcuz you was talkin big moneyand I`m a little broke and I`m a firm believer in equality dog, what[HOOK] - 2X

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