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Ruff Ryders - Holiday lyrics
Yeah L O X nigga It don't stop It keep goin, and goin, and goin, and goin Motherfuckers [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 Cuz when these bullets hit your ass I'm like it's only a gat I need a funeral to feel good, I'm hopin it's yours Think you delicious, heard he got shot in the cross Holiday Styles, bitch I broke most of the laws Fuck with the poor, so flip to the boots, stick to the truth Do anything it takes just to give it a slue And missin a tooth, but both of 'em chipped, toaster is gripped 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 blowin his whis 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 J: HOLIDAY S: And I don't care if I sell, y'all know what I sell J: HOLIDAY S: I use my left hand when I'm loadin the shells J: HOLI |
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