Lyrics:
We come to make it hot for you
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here, go crazy
The way you're bouncin'
slums
Just tryna kick my piece off of kiko's drums
Ya know
[Chorus:]
[Jadakiss:] This is how we live
[Styles:] Smoking, drinking, hustling, thinking
to the left, the left, the left
Now kick, now kick, now kick, now kick
Now walk it by yourself, walk it by yourself (here we go, hey)
And do the cupid
of fools, to take his place
Bear with his tomfoolery! Even if it splits
Your face! Don't be! Fooled by a peaceful
Un!
He scared of em' supremacists! Of
Whom,
don't bubble
All of my niggas we all up in hustle
Style on me living on the moon
Kid cudi that's day and nite
Airborne I'm staying fly
Times frames in
ask why, a just de lifestyle we lead
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we want
You should a know by de style weh you hear a chant
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we
with the Super Sunday rush
We're trotting to the cot cause your
Style turns back to mush
I flip out the funk off the frame
Now you know my name-
they fall on me (wait)
Hundreds blue, yeah, I got 'em all on me
Go (go), go (go), go (go), go, let's go (mmh)
Prada shoes, yeah, I keep a style on me
Oh yeah! OOOOOWWWWW!
Oh yeah! OOOOOWWWWW! Oh yeah!
[Chorus:]
Who they want?
Choppa Style, Chop Chop, Choppa Style
Choppa Style Chop Chop,
Ayo, Logic, what up?
We gon' let these muthafuckas try this Wu-Tang style
Yo, yo, yo, yo, kaboom!
Guess who stepped in the room?
It's Ghostface, gold
take it this far?
I, I love you so just be who you are
Here, here, here, here, here, here, here we go
They say that, that love makes you grow
to the left, the left, the left
Now kick, now kick, now kick, now kick
Now walk it by yourself, walk it by yourself (here we go, hey)
And do the cupid
, Here we go! (Run DMC) 4x
{Culture Freedom}
Mr. Culture Freedom with the crazy ill style
Making everybody want to get buckwild!
Hitting all the suckers
this world, sometimes it's hard for me to crack a smile
That real shit is going out of style
These young niggas out here acting buck wild
We just need
child
(Funky child) (Funky funky style) (Scratched by Lord Jazz 6x)
[Doitall]
Well um, back up baby, here come the schooler
We're hit when we dry
Keeping steady in the zone
Catching the breeze
Feeling so good we could crawl
Here on the beach
With the style with the style honey
Like a bird over the sea
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
de lifestyle we lead
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we want
You shoulda know by de style weh you hear a chant
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we need
No bother ask
style is past tense
Hold on, hold on
You just started rappin'
Ever since you heard the shit
We fuckin' wit it's platinum
Slow your growth
Stop
Now kick, now kick, now come on, baby, kick
Now walk it by yourself, walk it by yourself (here we go)
And do the Kidz Bop shuffle
Now let me see
this the year
Niggas gotta take you off of here
Hold the square
If we go there we go gritty
And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor
My
the freshest rhyme
I might go first, and he'll go second
I'll wreck him, deck him, say to him, "Just checkin' the mic"
Droppin' fresh styles I like
So
style, so we in here (yeah, yeah)
You know my style, so (the-the legendary barbaric)
I go to bat like I'm speaking on a Michael Keaton type beat
smoothies sittin by the ocean
Top down cruising bumpin music and we coastin
Whole gang with me and we sitting here posted
99 baby I be going through
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