New Styles P
It's called "The Animal"
Big shout to the whole D-Block
My man D-Y, Ruff Ryders
I'm Holiday Styles, it's the motherfuckin' Ghost to you
First time, I put the toast to you
I came for beef, y'all motherfuckin' kosher, duke
I squeeze off like I'm s'posed to do
Gentlemen ride, if it's a war, the innocent die
You know that if you been in my ride, what
In the Caddy on some gritty shit, and it's a lot of rappers
But I'm the hardest one in New York City, kid
P keep the gun poppin' and the blade workin'
Why we stay hurtin'? Cut it out, niggas
What about niggas? Nothin' much
You fuckin' up, gettin' gutted out, niggas
This a boss talkin', all I know is the streets
Motherfucker, more money, more coffins
I could die today or they could throw me in jail
I won't change, I'ma be the same Holiday
I'm the hardest nigga, you a artist, nigga
I swear to God, I oughta shoot up a Carter's, nigga
Fuck a Billboard, I keep coke on a glass table
And I could still rob and kill y'all
P know mafia shit, grab 50 G's and hop in the whip
Call my man, then drop him a brick
Niggas front, then I'm poppin' a clip
Go cop when I'm droppin' my shit, what
I'ma show you what an animal is, bring the whole zoo
Open up the cages, kill his whole crew
I'ma show you what an animal is, bring the knives, too
Hit 'em hard, niggas, kill the wives, too
I'ma show you what an animal is, here's the game plan
Hit the block later, kill his main man
I'ma show you what an animal is, we don't say shit
We don't play shit, we just spray shit
I put a blade in your Adam's apple, stuck on dirt
Like Snapple, made from the realest stuff on Earth
And I tell niggas, "Fuck off, jerk"
Killin's a job and I ain't get the fuck off work
You don't really want a chance with me
No, my song is the Desert Eagle long
You don't really wanna dance with me
And if so, then enjoy the slugs
You wanna kill me? Stand in line and join the club
What they wanna kill Pinero for?
I think it's the lime-green 'Vette or the dark blue Carrera 4
Fuckin' with a cowboy, them niggas is pussy
If we was in jail, I'm fuckin' with your child, boy
How fuckin' mental am I? I'ma draw 'em a picture
And number two pencil is I
I'ma shove a Bic pen in his ear, can you hear me now?
You understand? Sick niggas is here
They say death is a part of life, what
So on the flipside of things, that mean life is a part of death
Please don't cry, pass me the ice
So I don't get bloody when a nine mil' parts your chest
My day come, I'ma smoke weed and spray guns
Hawk niggas down that weight tons
And to all my niggas that pitch, keep holdin' it
I'ma blow my gun 'til all my niggas is rich, what
I'ma show you what an animal is, bring the whole zoo
Open up the cages, kill his whole crew
I'ma show you what an animal is, bring the knives, too
Hit 'em hard, niggas, kill the wives, too
I'ma show you what an animal is, here's the game plan
Hit the block later, kill his main man
I'ma show you what an animal is, we don't say shit
We don't play shit, we just spray shit
DJ Clue, Desert Storm
Big shout to Brianna
Come on
Haha
