Luyện nghe bài hát Styles

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

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

actin' funny, so, I gotta keep it movin'
I don't to the bitches we could handle this like 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
Feel the building
y'all niggas don't fuck wit P
I said,m fuck rap and a

I get down like the 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 hearin' the

Holiday shit, robbery shit
talkin' 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 die today
Or you could die tomorrow, baby boy, the option is yours,

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 cases of Crist
I talk cases where niggas get life of the shit

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

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

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

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

Mafia boss, the corpse

Pullin' the three, the four

We're closin' the windows and 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 my style
What make it all is the shit is the same
a Milli in the coat, puffin' on the chronic
In the hood wit my niggas that's distributin'

If man get bodied, number one rule is
You body somethin' back live with the pain
guns of this shit, so when 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, the Shootin' Niggas Federation
Light a and get cloudy wit me
Go get your gun and get wit me

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

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

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

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, cockin' the

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

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

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

Mafia boss, the corpse

Pullin' the three, cockin' the

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