Banger, let's go

Styles P, Cassidy

Full surface, listen

It's a rap for y'all Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own blade

The chrome raise, put ya guts on ya own leg

Nigga I'm sick o' them full-blown AIDS

And my block got more rocks, than the stone age

You been afraid, you sweet like home made

Lemonade, if it's beef, then the chrome blaze

You could make the newspaper, with your own page

And make the news too, you know how my dudes do We wear masks so you can't tell, who's who

And for the cash, we'll blast at you dudes too

Wit the lead pipe, so get ya head right

I'm in the Benz, rims, spin at the red light

I'm comin' for cash, gun in the dash

And I'm on 21 and a half's, for real cannon

I got my gat, I ain't walkin' without it

And I cock and clap, you just talkin' about it, nigga Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared So a pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared Niggaz is fly now, and everybody livin' a lie now

But *** feel different wit a gun in ya eyebrow

No fuckin' wit the Holiday Styles kid

Blow wit a ton of guns, and he got a hell of an outbid

Like Cosby in the hood, I knock the gelatin out ***

Organs on the floor of the van

'Cause you gotta show these faggot motherfuckas

That you more of a man Y'all wanna fly like Mike, motherfuckas

So they won't find you, or your Jordans again

Take a boss to be ordered the men

Give them a call, don't have my money, in 24 hours

Then the cocksucka won't see his daughter again

It's like the movie that you seen, I'm the star of the screen

I got a roll for you to play, stand here

And take six to the face, I dug a hole for you today

Holiday Styles, killin' 20 soldiers in a day, what Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared So a pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared Ayo I use to pitch niks, now I spit rhymes

I'm a get mine, legit, or the quick grind

***, my whole clique commit crimes

Did time, been on the strip and grip nines

But I swear to you motherfuckas

I got my gun right here, I ain't scared of you motherfuckas

I'm a hustler, plus a check cutter

I stretch butter, and got EX, now that's gutter I came for war, you know what them thangs is for

Slug make ya blood stain the floor

It ain't a game no more, niggaz gon' respect me

I grip gats, that kick back like Jet Li

So don't test me, or the boy S P

'Cause I ain't tryna get no fuckin' blood, on my fresh tee

You don't impress me, stop that Cannon

'Cause you could get rocked, when I pop that Cannon Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared So a pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared

It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared