styles p is so ill with the lyrics
Play your feet, no sleep lil' nigga don't lie down
It's real when the beef don't die down
Me I gotta eat, I keep the heat, so picture me high clown I don't give a fuck, ride later or ride now - keep it on the waist Let a nigga jump, I'll have him leakin from the face
and put a beatin on the case Niggaz in the hood might hate me
But they don't try shit cause them 38's ain't got no safeties S dot, P dot, D-Block
Dolo at the juice bar, weed spot , came with the heat cocked
Seat low, black Crown Vic', let the beat knock Deep thoughts, ride through New York, who got the streets locked
You can tell your man I'll smoke ya
Rap's Alejandro Sosa, hang you from the helicopter
Hoppin in the Yukon with the tanned out sofas
Re: styles p is so ill with the lyrics
^^^^^ that rhyme scheme was sick
Re: styles p is so ill with the lyrics
I fail to see the point of this thread.
Re: styles p is so ill with the lyrics
This is fuckin' retarded.
Re: styles p is so ill with the lyrics
^^^you just hate on styles P stfu go make a tyler the creator thread
Re: styles p is so ill with the lyrics
No I hate on this guy that makes retarded threads with not even good lyrics.
Re: styles p is so ill with the lyrics
we don't need ppl pointing out how rhymes work. When you actually have something to say besides the same shit you always say and start a new thread for each time then make a thread until then this is closed.