{"Testify!"} StylesP. 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
StylesP Talking. "Yo I rock the * out. I don't know bout everyone else". . Verse 1 - StylesP. . Whatever we don't make, we gona take mofucker. Get this straight and fix your face. I aint
StylesP. Somethin 'bout you, I don't know, HA HA~!. Yeah. Rashad (StylesP). Heyyyy-yayyyyy. You're the one (yeah). You're the one, yeahhhh (that's what it feels like). You're my favorite
well come along and try the ace. Yeah, nigga~! Chorus StylesP. Burn an MC like an arsonist. Tell him I'm the hardest in the game when he market it. Seven-six-oh, L. I. and it's carpeted. Five
StylesP + (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
StylesP & Akon talking. What up John (testing one, two, three). What up Kon (hey convict music). Let's go (can you believe it) (1st Verse) StylesP. Fresh white tee, fresh car walls, summertime
Intro N. O. Are. E. (*SwizzBeatz*). Ah, yeeah. Yeeah nigga! (*yeeah nigga!*). (*Rap something to talk about*). SwizzBeatz nigga (*what's up?*) (SwizzBeatz nigga!). And are. Are
answering machine beeps StylesP. 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
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
nothing 'bout a rider like me. Rider like me StylesP. 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
how. what you thought would happen. when they chained me to Fame and Styles. You ask in the hood about it, all it can be is. L! M! O! O! X! P! motherfucker! Fame. You keep thinkin when I flow pa
f/ P. K. iller, SwizzBeatzP. K. iller! Verse 1. Y'all gon die, so who gon cry for us. hop in they whip and ride for us. pop niggas in the skull in they frame, *. it's a body for a body for
circumstances. S. P. 's the same, I still murk ya manz'z. Drug money to rap money, work advances. Niggaz ran and told, I shoulda murked to Kansas. Got popped for a murder attempt. Knock me on D block when I was
this. You do a drimy nigga like you do a grimy bitch. You just S T OP fuckin wit' him, you got no more rap. No more, "Yo whassup D?", No more dap Be lucky if I don't spit in your face, off of G. P
P. L. O. style Buddha monks with the owls. P. L. O. style Buddha monks with the owls. P. L. O. style Buddha monks with the owls. P. L. O. style Here comes the ruckus the motherfucking ruckus
Turn it up, turn it up Swizz Beats the monster. Fix ya, face, Ruff Ryders, let's do it. D-Block, EVE, StylesP and Sheek, wasup, wassup. Let's do it Walk wit ya nigga, hawk wit ya nigga, I came to
Banger, let's go. StylesP, Cassidy. Full surface, listen. It's a rap for y'all Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own blade. The chrome raise, put ya guts on ya own leg. Nigga I'm sick o
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
shots for the purple and yack, lick shots just to guard your grill. To my nigga T and Green and my uncle and Arthur Kill. Lick shots for the S-L 6, Cherry Red with them chrome things. On it with the X
aight My heart goes out to the homeless and poor. And my niggas in the bing that didn't go to the board. Wit a 25 to L on your back, the * is too cold. And for the kids that didn't get they school
M. O. P. First Family. Firing Squad and you know they make it happen. And it's gonna be til' infinity. Firing Hard sendin' up to all those thugs now Babe Why. They don't show my people no pasion
Song Try - P!nk. Ever wonder about what he's doing. How it all turned to lies. Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why. Where there is desire. There is gonna be a flame. Where there is a
