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Styles P - Show N Off Freestyle Lyrics

Fuck all these niggas they could eat a dick bar none
And I’m on the bar so I’m telling niggas on ball 1
Double xl flow, nigga I’m a one x
Flow first guns next, all these niggas is dumb sex
Shoot em in the chest, then the lungs next
One shot, one dead, nigga I’m an one blunt head,
Gun head, bloodied up high, that’s dumb red
Stupid with the gun, getting money, that’s dumb bread
Fuck whoever’s nice, fuck whoever’s not nice
Fuck about your whip, I pop you up at the stop light
You saying what you like, I can tell you what you not like
You not nice, you not real, yeah I’m in the ritz but
But I be on the block still
Holding on the glock still
You don’t want statik, you might wanna beep a nigga
You don’t want statik, I pull out the automatic
Shout to termanology, peep to termanology
Twitter’s the only time you better fucking follow me
Unless you giving money out, something like the lottery
Plant you like some weed, or some motherfucking pottery
Whoever said they was hard, nigga you owe a fucking appology
Old head, young head, yeah it’s blue still but
I can make the gun red
Stick it in your guts the second after I pop led
Cock sucker, disgusted with it
Holler back nigga if you was fucking with it
Yeah you got a gun but you pussy and you ain’t bucking with it
Motherfucker, yeah!

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