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STYLES

sense does it make to talk and not listen
shine eye glisten, BMZ 3 automatic
Ice on and
an Armani suit, when I'm fishin'
tradition, ring the
my thing is the six o, deep dishin'
You never seen a thug with a
trying to get fat callories, open art galleries
No love lost and, how you think it feels gettin' in the coffin
you'd rather be
Remember one rule, get the money important
share your people, if you don't, take caution
L.O.X. keeps it real so we every fortune
all about so make another zero
Runnin' from the cops in the iced out
Don Styles, good fella

Chorus: If you it, we can do it,
take time, do it right, we can do it baaaby
(We them niggaz that you niggaz be about),
get that right! 2X

When it comes to this niggaz, you can bet I'm all in it
the rocks on my neck be almond
Always on the job so I call in
while y'all hate I'ma keep ballin'
There's too much cream to be
in the glass house with the fountain, on the mountain
Don't get it twisted, 914 is I'm listed
the cat the Corleone Christmas
Iced out
poppin' the cork, on the Crists' champagne with my misses
Did you me, in the new E-
class Benz with the cut key
Then we leave the with the lady down the hall
'cause only niggaz stash they money in the wall
We here now, so if you it prepare now
deep up in the club havin' you stared down

When you a GoodFella, you get cheddar for your
rock leather shirts, when you dead a girl it hurts
I flowed around the world with a mean girl
throat full of pearls drinkin' Mo' she hurls
I need a hundred mo' 'cause I got a ton of
that lay up in bungalos with sexy under
your last waring, remember you've been told
nothin' than the S Benz when we roll
I rock the latest gators, the tennis sole
all expensive clothes, from Kenneth Cole
Now I'm GoodFella everybody wanna meet
every girl I spends two weeks in boutiques
We can do whatever my whole got cheddar
fromt the bar to the telly Jaguar the celly
Suits from Ellis, got niggaz jealous
what they to tell us, we the GoodFellas

SHEEK

Can't nothin' come me from gettin' my cheddar
don't talk me to death, you just a better
So you gonna talk to me, the way you do
'cause for that paper, we ain't play with you
I know the broke feeling, tryin' to a million
while Popo watchin' me, my make a killing
'Cause you type of nigga that don't wanna see me rich
you scared I'm gonna get money and be goin' up in yo
And even we at the Mirage, I'm on my job
come out the garage out in camoflage
to work, for that cheddar you'll get hurt
layin' face with your head in the dirt
And for pasta, who gonna stop us
I'm Sheek Luch the mobster, and not the coppers can knock us
all real, you think not
I'm just link in the L.O.X. before you blink you'll get dropped.