Lyrics:
falling
In you world
Do you believe in mistakes?
This is your style
Don't your tears here now.
Don't drop your tears now
You wanted everything
On your
(Style) Style, uh!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Style, dig it
(Style) Style, come on
Uh, style
Style is not something that comes in a bottle
Style
(Oh! man yo 'Pac, this is all lovely baby)
Only in your minds (yeah nigga)
Today we sign the treaty EAST SIDE wEST SIDE
All the real niggas ride
To pay
Have you ever seen so much style? (Nigga)
Now uh, we 'bout to do it a little somethin' like this (yeah)
'Cause it's Dogg Pound on mines
You know
I dig your style, you make me wanna groove
I dig your style, your moves are so smooth
I dig your style, listen to this groove
I dig your style, I dig
can't spit... hey
Cisto the greatest, I pull up in spaceship
Outta this world am just too invasive, I control the matrix
Change your style, your thing too
Style
I like your style
Anyas!
Ehya! Ehya! Ehya! Ehya!
You got me 24/7 in my feelings
I want your love , I want your love
You got me 24/7 in my
We takin' this one to the whole
'nother level gutter style thug style
You feel me
Things that we can only do as a real G
We ain't dead yet
Hit me, I
cold, like the winter is close And that
Winter is coming
It's a game for this Throne, and you came with a flow That ain't even your own and that,
Can't
got all the game
Now that you are peepin' my style
My kind of style
That make you buck wild
Throw your hands up in the sky
Pass me something so
fuck it)
It's the return of the wild style, wild style
Pump the volume up
The wild style, wild style (let's do this shit, I do this shit)
It's
makers
You gon get bars straight from this
Foreigners phone like jail breaker
I get rid of your bars like bail bondsman
Since you don't wanna sit in
groove, inside my groove
No dey do one style
Inside my show, inside my show
No dey do two style
Change your style, change am to another style
Change your
could scrap
You niggas got gats, we got gats
You niggas wanna style, we style
If you get foul, we get foul
You get wild, we get wild
Yo, I do this
Running this kung Fu Style style style
Black belt ninja
Move so fast imma singe ya
Imma kung Fu master
Fighting in style style style
Keeping me riled riled
bout the style nuh, G
Lifestyle (style)
Mmmm, lifestyle
A we bring the style to life, mon
Lifestyle
Yeah, yeah (Dean A.)
Since 2017 we a lock
Here comes a rhyme in your ear
Craig Mack is here, so have no fear
My rhymes push the hack to the rear
I'm severe, rap pioneer, with funk I steer,
no juice
Meanwhile I kick a rhyme from the pile
Huh, As I Cramp your style (style...style)
Cramp your style (Cramp your style...cramp your style
quiet like elеctric vehicle
So many ways to do this hip-hop, ay
I just don’t want you to give up, ay
Do you gеt bored of doing the same old thing?
Switch
the brand new style
(This one is ah brand new style)
Your hands to your left and your leg to your right
And you left and left and left and right
And you
to your mind
Niggas, ya know my style
I run a-motherfuckin'-rap-mok
When Malik get a U-Haul truck
I stand five foot seven, in command of the party
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
to your mind
Niggas, ya know my style
I run a-motherfuckin'-rap-mok
When Malik get a you-Haul truck
I stand five, foot seven, in command of the party
phone
If that
Leave it alone
Whats up
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Don’t want your number collecting dust
I don’t need artifacts in my phone
If that
Leave it alone
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