Styles P - Araab Styles lyrics

rate me

[Intro]

Yeah boobs, turn the vision on these niggas

Araab, the shit is crack, duke salute, my eyes on the prize

Phantom, but not of the opera, death to the doctor

Shotty and chopper,

Handgun of the whore, yeah, dinero is proper

Certified, hop up in the whip, you willing to take the murder

Rolling with apedorians, Cubans, coca porians

Came up doing g shit, real gangster astorian,

I’m a gangster, on a real my nigga

I never squeal and I never do no sucker shit

Go out on my shit

Yeah, shoot my brains out, shoot my heart out

Catch me at the juice bar, pouring a little bark out

Catch me on the mike, just giving a little spark

I’m electrified, and you petrified

You niggas bugging me, spray a little pesticide

I take face shots, you can put the vest aside

No need for em bloody, you gonn bleed for them

You gonna be the one that hold his dick when he pee for em

Cause he paralyzed, look at the barrel size

And I ain’t buying that gangster shit you advertise

You a fixer with problem, kill em in Yonkers and dump the body in harlem

I’m despicable, with a hawk and revolver

That’s the shooter all carver if the ghost is the hardest

The answer’s always yes, so you can fuck around

Cause it’s always death

Yeah, shit be hug, I’ma just pop some little shit right here though

You niggas is nowhere near ready

I can’t even figure me out

Every rapper repping the set, I know the pussy though

Take my knife, stick it up in them

Like they a pussy hoe

Yeah I’ve been a boss, but am i kaza or verbal in the hooptie playin verbal intercourse,(u figure it out)

It’s south thoughts when I reeing up

Cause I don’t mean the ballcourt when I say ...up

I break the law, fuck the quarter law,

Penny never seen, with a dime or quarter saw

And I’d rather die before, dime all quarter ya

... motherfucking automo

But I ain’t got time for time

Dancing in the shadows of the shadows, no time to shine

I take the diggies though, you don’t get the picture nigga

I’m saying son lil nigga you fizzy you

I’ma better show, and ...you don’t get the picture for the letter

Spread the word around, yeah

Fuck everything boobs, I don’t wanna sign out, I’m just off.

Thanks to Styles E for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to don p for correcting these lyrics