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styles p - start it up freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: styles p]
keep it real g, any hoody bean
sheek, pop the sh-t off, cause it’s hoody season
b-tches get it, too; light n-ggas, too
r and b n-ggas actin’ tough, i’ll smack you on cue
got your k!ller on your team, i got my ratchet on, too
‘lotta old school n-ggas, that been actin’ brand new
‘lotta brand new n-ggas, that been actin’ all old
drinkin’ rozay, n-gga, but you’re sweeter than the rose
a fresh cut’s, pinker than your rose gold
sniffin’ c0ke; talkin’ ’bout you got a nose cold
your whole crew is swallowing them e pills
f-ck that, see the homie for the refill
these rap n-ggas gettin’ sodomized
never was a g, if it’s a snitch that you idolize
i don’t even bum with them n-ggas; i don’t try to vibe
i got the dough, for the show, then i’m tryin’ to slide
the ghost stay loyal to the clique
want the whole crew to shine, like the foil on the brick
f-ck the industry, cause i’m royal on the strips, in the jailhouse
saluted by n-ggas who took the real route
you don’t wanna start, and have a body part mailed out
or mailed in, right where your fam stay
f-ck child’s play; i’m only into man’s play
i’m the one that let the gun, in my hand spray..

- styles p lyrics

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