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Styles P 1 Homie

Turning robbery, so why would you bother me [Chorus:] Number one homie on the hood's list Number one homie on the street's list Number one homie on yard

Akon?Styles P Konvict?Konvict?Konvict Feel This One Kon Please Tell Me It?s over Verse 1 [Styles P] I?m in the streets where the soldiers stay You

Like Lil' Weez, I got army guns, gimmie 1, *** 1 and here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 (Gimmie 1, ***) And here comes

make 'em pause And y'all can't fuck with the style I bring Been wild as a child ever since I came To the knowledge of myself, raise 'em up, maintain P

see the whole car smoking like a chim-a-ney Yeah I got the poison and the remedy To get mo' hands moving in the center p [Chorus - 1x] (Ahh, that was

run Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge I'm famous for killin' rappers, my style, grenade Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon The beats are filet mignon without the A1

We got Bad Azz in this mother fucker (Outlawz) Spiggity Spice 1 in this mother fucker (Oaktown) The Low Lives in this mother fucker (Still thuggin') You

run Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge I'm famous for killin' rappers, my style, grenade Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon The beats are filet mignon without the A1

knuckle up Ground zero we never ran never will we fuck 'em up Dude you gonna get your ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks Wild gun style