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styles p - wait a minute freestyle (roc-a-fella records diss) lyrics

[intro]
special delivery, [?]
(funk flex)
funk flex, holiday
(you know who it is)
f+ck all ya’ll
(that’s right)
hate me if you want
(i take sole responsibility for this one)
(see me)

[verse]
naw, i ain’t bentley out (that’s right)
every gun that i touched on, owned, dog, i emptied out (that’s word)
you the boss? tell your men “be out” ‘fore they soul be gone, blood be missing and wind be out
got the motherf+ckin’ 9 hollow
and the only thing ya’ll n+ggas tryna pop is the cork on a wine bottle
better stop flashin’ the cash

you could beef, i don’t get excitеd, i don’t holla names ([?] say your name)
when i shoot you in the brain, i don’t get indicted
n+ggas gettin’ hit at the boy, you on that god, sh+t (mr. man, baby)
like n+ggas ain’t get at the lord
f+ck the cross, i’ma drop you off in front of the source
let ’em write about that, what’chu like about that? (what?)
i just beat a charge, my 9 millimeter large ([?]), you on that pretty sh+t, you don’t really need a scar
i don’t need you to snitch neither
that’s the [?] lady
feds watchin’ in the court, seein’ me (seein’ me, baby)
i wanna chill, y’all wanna talk crazy, now i gotta get at cha’ll (anytime)
i’m the motherf+ckin’ dead in y’all ([?])

i ain’t got a gun to jam (that’s right)
you think you hard? you could bring your little mans and we could have our own summer jam
if you really wanna beef with me (hahaaaa)
ya’ll n+ggas b+tch, come and sleep with me (get in the bed, man, i tuck you in)
if i see you without a gun then you better not speak with me
[outro]
don’t say nuttin’

get off my man d+ck, let him do his numbers
don’t be a studio gangsta

we could get in the room and handle this like gangstas

but you definitely won’t pop no sh+t about us and get away wit it
love is love, war is war
that’s it
one

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