Luyện nghe bài hát Styles

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

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

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

Right off the of his mama' building
Feel the building
Told y'all niggas 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 blunt and a of Herc
I'm in the shottie of the Cadillac wit niggas that'll
Twenty a body, the will handle that

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

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

Mafia boss, the corpse

Pullin' the three, the four

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

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

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

I tell these 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 work
You oughta come and wit me

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

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

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, cockin' the

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

Y'all niggas know my name, but you know my style
What make it all is the shit is the same
Keep a in the coat, puffin' on the chronic
In the hood wit my that's distributin' 'caine

If your man get bodied, one rule is
You body somethin' back live with the pain
Young guns of shit, so when 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, that's the Shootin' Federation
a blunt and get cloudy wit me
Go get gun and get rowdy wit me

It's a Holiday dog, mouth big, you 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 in equality dog, what

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

Holiday shit, it's robbery
Nigga talkin' funny then body the kid, 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, boy, the option is yours, c'mon

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 the doors
You die today
Or you could die tomorrow, baby boy, the is yours, c'mon