เนื้อเพลง Araab Styles - Styles P
เนื้อเพลง Araab Styles
[Intro:]
Yea Poovs
Tunnel vision on these n*ggas
Araab, this sh*t is crack, Duke salute
My eyes on the prize
[Verse 1:]
Phantom but not at the opera (Phantom!)
Death of the doctor
Shotty and chopper, he ain't gunning the whole
Give dineros proper (I'm proper!), certified
Hop up in the whip, you willin' to take the murder ride
Rolling with that Ecuadorians, Cubans, coke emporium
Came up, doing G sh*t real gangsta historian (I'm a gangsta)
On the real my n*gga
I never squeal and I never do no s*cker sh*t
Go out on my shell (I go out)
Shoot my brains out, shoot my heart out
Catch me at the juice bar, pourin a little bark out
Catch me on the mic, just give it a little spark out
I'm electrified, and you petrified
You n*ggas buggin me, spray a little pesticide
I take face shots, you could put the vest aside
No need for em bloody, you gon bleed for em
You gon be the one to hold his d*ck when you pee for him
Cause he paralyzed, look at the barrel size
And I ain't buyin that gangsta sh*t you advertise (I ain't buyin it)
You a fixable problem
Kill him in Yonkers and dump the body in Harlem (Oohh)
I'm despicable, with a hole in revolver
Ask the shooter or a carver if the ghost is the hardest (Ghost)
The answer's always yes
So you could f*ck around, cause it's always death, waddup?
Yea, should be a hook lemme just pop a little sh*t right here though
You n*ggas is nowhere near ready
I can't even figure me out
[Verse 2:]
Every rapper reppin' the set, I know they p*ssy though
Take my knife, stick it up in 'em, like they a p*ssy hole
Yea I been a boss, but then my cars all verbal
And a hoopty playin' verbal intercourse
Figure it out
It's foul thoughts when I'm reeing up
Cause I don't mean the ball court, when I say they D-in up (they D-in up)
I break the laws, f*ck the court of law
Penny never seen, with a dime or a quarter so
And I'd rather die before, dime on court to ya'll
But you could get killed for your motherf*ckin Audemar (get killed n*gga)
But I ain't got time for time
Dancing in the shadows of the shadows, no time to shine
I take the digits though, you don't get the picture n*gga
I'm Samsung, lil' n*gga you Vizio
I'm a better show, and a better sound
You don't get the picture for the paper, spread the lead around
[Outro:]
F*ck everything Poovs
I ain't even wanna sign off, I'm just rappin'