{"Testify!"} Styles P. Time I testify, listen. Why Malcolm get killed by the N. O. I. ?. I'm yellow but I'm dark for real. And why nobody flip when Martin was killed?. Why Mandela did all them
Styles P. Somethin 'bout you, I don't know, HA HA~!. Yeah. Rashad (Styles P). Heyyyy-yayyyyy. You're the one (yeah). You're the one, yeahhhh (that's what it feels like). You're my favorite
Styles P Talking. "Yo I rock the * out. I don't know bout everyone else". . Verse 1 - Styles P. . Whatever we don't make, we gona take mofucker. Get this straight and fix your face. I aint
Styles P + (Gerald Levert). (From the heart). This * is crazy Storch. (From the soul). Thank you my nigga (yeah, yeahhh). I appreciate it (ooooooh, from the heart). Y'know I'm so much in the
Havoc Yeah! Watup, son?. Styles Havoc, watup nigga good lookin for the beat. I'ma talk * over this one. Havoc Told you I got you my nigga. But um, I want you to let these niggaz. know why you
Styles P. Ghost. Vinny Idol nigga. YEAH~! Flipsyde Flipsyde (Styles P). And I'm gonna burn one down (gonna burn. ). Burn one down (this song. the *. ). And I'm gonna burn one down (DOWN
baby. Cause I got niggas to kill and I would never do you greasy baby. And all you gotta do is chill a while. And then the hammer said "cool" 'cause you know that I feel you Styles I got a story to
Styles P & Akon talking. What up John (testing one, two, three). What up Kon (hey convict music). Let's go (can you believe it) (1st Verse) Styles P. Fresh white tee, fresh car walls, summertime
answering machine beeps Styles P. Street life my niggaz. *'s a motherfucker you know?. I try to tell these shorties somethin. They look at me like, "What the *?. Nigga you worse than me
nothing 'bout a rider like me. Rider like me Styles P. Listen ma, I'm far from a pimp. But we can do the thang cause the car got tints. My love's like a jungle, hop around like some chimps. Or we can
f/ M. O. P. Styles. My style's louder than a stereo. Fouler than the snake when I kill these fuckin rappers. then show up at the burials. I don't mean to worry y'all, but I want y'all gone and
Bài hát Wait On You - L. M. Styles. I will never leave you. In the pouring rain. And no matter what we go through. Love will still remain. So do what you want baby. You and me in the sun. (woo ooh
Turn it up, turn it up Swizz Beats the monster. Fix ya, face, Ruff Ryders, let's do it. D-Block, EVE, Styles P and Sheek, wasup, wassup. Let's do it Walk wit ya nigga, hawk wit ya nigga, I came to
right on Broadway. Then she go and get a doobie wrapped. Lookin' at the God, like we all a little. One pop for the pasta, one pop for the coke. Holiday Styles, dick one shot for the door And it's
!. You dealin with the set, YO! so y'all throw it up! Verse 2. It don't matter who you are, or what you say. aint no rapper you name fuckin wit Styles. and I'll probably die young, shot in the war. but
My life, Pharoahe Monch, Ayatollah. Holiday Styles, Double R, Rawkus Records. Pharoahe talk to 'em, let 'em try to understand. Let 'em try, let 'em try now My life is all I have. My rhymes, my
This is how it should be done. Darren Styles is identical to learn. This is how it should be done. Darren Styles is identical to learn. X2 Is anything I do. Ever good enough for you?. I'm
