Luyện nghe bài hát Styles

Yeah, Holiday,
I don't y'all to compare me to niggas no more
they got a case pending
Unless poke somethin' up
Unless they keepin' it real gutter,

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

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

Right off the of his mama' building
the drama building
Told y'all niggas fuck wit P
I said,m fuck rap and a

I get down like the bishops it the way you at the hearse
I get it crunk wit a blunt and a of Herc
I'm in the of the Cadillac wit niggas that'll take
Twenty a body, the shottie will that

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

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

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, the four

We're the windows and lockin' the doors
You could die
Or you die tomorrow, baby 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 your
My lil' man runnin' since the shootin' begin
Y'all niggas talk about of Crist
I talk about cases niggas get life of the shit

And your girl visit two years, mom forever
But near one of mans aint right wit his shit
But like corn I'ma flip, smokin' influenced by the fix
And old with the too lies by the hips
So come and creep wit me, and I lyin'

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

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

Holiday shit, it's robbery
Nigga talkin' funny then 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 is yours, c'mon

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

If your man get bodied, number one is
You body somethin' back then with the pain
Young guns of this shit, so I get hit
I'ma yell, Sheek and Kiss, let's finish the

I got and dedication
I'm the boss of the S N F, the Shootin' Niggas Federation
a blunt and get cloudy wit me
Go get your gun and get wit me

It's a Holiday dog, big, you could swallow the four
Don't you ask me I'm robbing you for, what
'Cuz you was big money 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, cockin' the

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

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

Holiday shit, it's 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 die tomorrow, baby boy, the option is yours, c'mon