Luyện nghe bài hát Styles

Yeah, Holiday,
I want y'all to compare me to niggas no more
Unless they got a pending
Unless poke somethin' up
they keepin' it real gutter, y'know

SP, I'm the closest to poison it is
You think you hot, I'ma boil kid
You think you cool, I'ma you in the river
Wit some cement shoes you sleep with the fishes

actin' funny, so, I gotta keep it movin'
I don't speak to the bitches we could handle this gangsta's
Dog, I'll kidnap your man and send you to the banker
money get dropped off, so do he

Right off the booth of his building
the drama building
Told niggas don't fuck wit P
I said,m fuck rap and a

I get like the bishops it the way you clap at the hearse
I get it crunk wit a and a package of Herc
I'm in the shottie of the wit niggas that'll take
a body, the shottie will handle that

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

Holiday shit, robbery shit
Nigga talkin' funny then body the kid, go

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, cockin' the

We're closin' the windows and lockin' the
You could die
Or you could die tomorrow, boy, the option is yours, c'mon

I smoke weed 'cuz the is grim
I'm knockin' this ash off the dutch on the roof of Benz
My lil' man been runnin' since the begin
Y'all niggas talk about of Crist
I talk about where niggas get life of the shit

And girl visit two years, mom come forever
But one of your mans aint right wit his shit
But like corn flip, smokin' weed influenced by the fix
And old timers with the too lies by the
So and creep wit me, and I ain't lyin'

I tell these motherfuckers that I got the streets in me
One felony, wit two beat, so be about your business
When you come and beef wit me I got for sale
And I got dope for if you wanna cop some work
You oughta come and wit me

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

Holiday shit, robbery shit
Nigga talkin' funny body the kid, let's go

Mafia boss, the corpse

Pullin' the three, the four

We're the windows and lockin' the doors
You die today
Or you die tomorrow, baby boy, the option is yours, c'mon

Y'all niggas know my name, but you don't know my
What it all ironic is the shit is the same
Keep a Milli in the coat, on the chronic
In the hood wit my niggas that's 'caine

If your man get bodied, one rule is
You body back then live with the pain
guns of this shit, so when I get hit
I'ma yell, and Kiss, let's finish the game

I got discipline and
I'm the boss of the S N F, that's the Shootin' Federation
a blunt and get cloudy wit me
Go get gun and get rowdy wit me

a Holiday dog, mouth big, you could swallow the four
Don't you ask me what I'm you for, what
'Cuz you was talkin' big and I'm a little broke
And I'm a firm believer in equality dog,

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

Holiday shit, it's shit
Nigga funny then body the kid, let's go

Mafia boss, the corpse

Pullin' the three, the four

We're closin' the and lockin' the doors
You die today
Or you die tomorrow, baby boy, the option is yours, c'mon

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

Holiday shit, robbery shit
Nigga funny then body the kid, let's go

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, cockin' the

We're closin' the windows and lockin' the
You die today
Or you could die tomorrow, baby boy, the option is yours,