G-Joint Styles P (Ft. J-Hood)

[Styles P]
I rock the fuck out ????
I don't know about everybody else

[Verse One: Styles P]
Whatever we don't make, we gon' take muh'fucker
Get this straight and fix yo' face
I ain't got ta sell millions
I'm in the buildings
Where papi comin' through wit them bricks by 8
Listen cocksuckin' clown, I'll be leavin' you cut
You're like a dutch, how I'm bustin' you down
Nigga drivin' in a circle wit'cha ho in the back
Be the only damn way I be fuckin' around
And I'm aimin' for your waist, hopin' you duck
So I can bust you in the head when I'm buckin' the pound
And I told you that I'm Holiday Styles, let's celebrate
Heard you gettin' money, I'll rob you right now
And you gon' get popped in the head, true story
Crips do they thing in blue, Bloods pop off in red
Me, I'm on the move only stoppin' for bread
Double R and D-Block nigga, copper and lead, whattup

[Styles P]
Stay in the zone