Luyện nghe bài hát Styles

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

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

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

Right off the booth of his mama'
the drama building
Told y'all don't 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 and a package of Herc
I'm in the shottie of the Cadillac wit niggas take
Twenty a body, the shottie will handle

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

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

Mafia boss, rockin' the

Pullin' the three, cockin' the

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

I weed 'cuz 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
niggas talk about cases of Crist
I about cases where niggas get life of the shit

And your girl visit two years, mom come
But near one of your mans 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 come and creep wit me, and I lyin'

When I tell these 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 coke for
And I got dope for sale if you cop some work
You oughta come and wit me

Paniro the most, you hearin' the

Holiday shit, robbery shit
Nigga talkin' 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,

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

If man get bodied, number one rule is
You somethin' back then live with the pain
Young 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, that's the Shootin' Niggas
Light a blunt and get wit me
Go get your gun and get wit me

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

Paniro the most, you the Ghost

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

Mafia boss, the corpse

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

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