Luyện nghe bài hát Styles

Yeah, Holiday,
I don't want y'all to me to niggas no more
they got a case pending
Unless they poke up
Unless they 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 throw you in the
Wit some cement shoes you could sleep with the

Niggas actin' funny, so, I gotta it movin'
I speak to the bitches we could handle this like gangsta's
Dog, I'll your little man and send you to the banker
money get dropped off, so do he

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

I get down 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 Cadillac wit niggas take
Twenty a body, the shottie will that

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

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

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, the four

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

I smoke weed the future is grim
I'm knockin' ash off the dutch on the roof of your Benz
My lil' man runnin' since the shootin' begin
Y'all talk about cases of Crist
I talk about cases niggas get life of the shit

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

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

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

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

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, cockin' the

We're the windows and lockin' the doors
You could die
Or you die tomorrow, baby boy, the option 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
a Milli in the coat, puffin' on the chronic
In the wit my niggas that's distributin' 'caine

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

I got and dedication
I'm the boss of the S N F, that's the Shootin' Niggas
Light a and get cloudy wit me
Go get gun and get rowdy wit me

It's a Holiday dog, big, you could swallow the four
you ask me what I'm robbing 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, cockin' the

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

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

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

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, cockin' the

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