Lyrics:
talking cheap
Mix that lean let's have some sip
Fuck that bitch and go to sleep fuck her fuck her
Man it's no retreat no surrender
I'm pushing my P On G
Sit
afraid of me
I can remember when Dracula was training me
He told me suck the blood of my enemies
That’s why I take your DNA and mix it with Hennessy
That
thang)
(It feels good, yeah) Naughty, Naughty
Hey, ever since back in the day
From, "O.P.P." down to, "Hip Hop Hooray"
Who invented party anthems
(whaaat)
Im going on a hunt, if you see me be ready to run (a correr)
Get sturdy, mix the yellow with the 30 (perccc)
And 20! drilly bop on his coffin,
Wanna Blow You,
Now Trying To Make It Glow Now,
Am Blazing Getting Blessings, Like Drinking Getting Lazy,
O! Girl I Need You, I Need You By My Side
Styles P Talking:
"Yo I rock the fuck out.
I don't know bout everyone else"
Verse 1 - Styles P
Whatever we don't make, we gona take mofucker.
Get
give me my time and send me my flicks
Call my mom, she'll give me a lawyer
Do my push-ups, come back brick
I used to always tell my P.O., "You lock me
over, with GALLO and $ K R A P
Annihilate these rappers by taking
Out on the track if this were a race
You'd be sitting in last
We'd get treated like it's
up right now yeah
What What What
O'l Dirty
( he ain't sayin nothin fuck him)
I'm the one man army ain't Shawn
I never get tookin out I keep MC's
Steady grinding to be superstar
Sooner or later Ema gbo min ta
Tinba je Grant Ema for Sara
Te ba gbo keere o keere oo
Emo pe Dolly p ti do de
Oh oh oh
of the pastry, so's I calls her pastress
Still enthused, cause I got my cruise on
P-O-L-O blues on, when I choose to move I puts my shoes on
Protection,
[Notorious B.I.G]
I went from construction Timbs, to Ac's with rims
Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa
motherfuckers
from the P-E-N-T-H-O-you-S-E) Players Clique
Tweetey's in the cold room, Freaky's in the studio room
I am in the livin room, and Hammer's in
światła jak ćma gna
Ta ty znasz sieć piractwa
Nasz cel to zajawka uskrzydla mnie prawda
Ja wydam ostatni zet by to nagrać
Więc polskie rap płyty ty kupuj
(what's up?)
Like a ten-minute move, you better run for me
I did my time like a G
Man, motherfuck the B-O-P (man, fuck the B-O-P)
Man, motherfuck L-P
It's that Lil' Ddot nigga
Nigga, suck my dick every opp shot, like
Niggas know the vibe grrah-grrah, boom, OY
Yo Ddot, just move
I'ma up it
the P.O.I.S.O.N.
There's no pretend
Me don't lie, if they don't buy
I'll hit the reload line to get these notes high
And by the way I got people on the way
Trying
dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah-grrah, boom, grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah, boom, grrah-grrah, boom, grrah, boom
These niggas P, we keep
a gift from above, Yeah
[Hook - Katt Williams] (White Boy)
Y-O-U-N-G (When you see me in the club baby show me some love, nigga what?)
P-I-M-P (Got
I'm catchin' wreck
Chillin' by the projects, money got the high-techs
Goin' till the break o'dawn, never see bed
Get red when I said, got gats
'cause, here I come
Because weekends were, were
Walk in the club at like 10 o' clock
And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops
It's Thursday night
empire
Rapid fire, [First Family], Rapid Fire, [M.O.P.]
See, I know a lot, seen a lot, don' been through a lot
Took a lot, never took a shot
God forbid, If
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