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Holiday

アーティスト:Ruff Ryders  アルバム:Ryde Or Die Vol. 2  作詞:DEAN KASSEEM/STYLES DAVID  作曲:DEAN KASSEEM/STYLES DAVID 

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Yeah L O X nigga It don't stop It keep goin, and goin, and goin, and goin Motherf**kers (Styles Paniro) You heard it from the P, you oughta know it's the truth I get you kidnapped and raped and thrown off a roof You could nod your head to this like it's only a rap 'cause when these bullets hit your ass I'm like it's only a gat I need a funeral to feel god, I'm hopin it's yours Think you religious, heard he got shot in the cross Holiday Styles, bitch I broke most of the laws F**k with the poor, so flip to the boots, stick to the truth Do anything it takes just to get to this loot! And missin a tooth, but both of 'em chipped, told you the script You heard about the trouble, I start most of the shit When I squeeze aint no controllin the wrist And niggas leave the room when the hear the P flowin with swiss I'm an ignorant and negative nigga I sell crack, bust guns, pop shit, and say I'm better than niggas You think not, I'll look at your man and level a nigga If you think a rapper's better why don't you give me his name So I can run up on him, tear him up and give you his frame When it comes to the streets, I'm the nigga to call Five eight and three quarters, but I'm bigger than y'all If I left the gun home, I'ma give you the sword I'm the devil in the flesh, I can't give you the Lord It don't make no sense for you to pray for your life I got my niggas in the crib, you oughta pray for your wife CHORUS: Jadakiss and Styles Jadakiss: Uh huh, HOLIDAY Styles: I gotta make it to heaven for goin through hell


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