Текст (слова) песни: Lil` Rob - So Many Styles

Giving you a selection of perfection
No need to question why I leave these other vatos with manic depression
Missdirection, leaving them guessing and leaving them stressing
And leave them sketching their next lesson, did I mention I`m not resting
Until they feel my agression, my profession is positive
Competative and negetive, leave holmes sedated like a sedative
Hypnotize, mesmerize, I got more swirls in my eyes, swirls in my eyes
You`re getting sleepy, trying to stay up and it`s burning your eyes
Hurting your eyes, look at all the fear in your eyes, tears in your eyes
You keep on screaming but they still ain`t even hearing you
Guys begging for attention, attention
Homey I was writting rhymes back in seventh grade in detention
I have to send those fools back to the drawing board
Ten seconds of your song and I`m already bored
Making me snore, I won`t be listening to that no more
You vatos make me not want to listening to rap no more
Hoping you don`t have no more

[Chorus]
Rolas in progress, Lil` Rob the sick one
Got so many styles homeboy, go ahead and pick one
I`ve got plenty of them, I`ve got many of them
Pick which one you like and ride with any of them
Rolas in progress, Lil` Rob the sick one
Got so many styles homeboy, go ahead and pick one
I`ve got plenty of them, I`ve got many of them
Pick which one you like and ride with any of them

Simon, you brought more time but what you saying
Quit saying the same thing over, it`s over
My rhymes are tighter and wiser as I get older
Look over your shoulder, I`m colder than Porter
Way of life like a solar system
Can`t take the heat then get your ass out the kitchen
You got three minutes to make your distance
Cuz I`m blowing up this motherfucker and everything in it
Beginning to finish it, ain`t nobody the sinnest
And you fucking hynas acting like you`re a highness
You were a ten, with your attitude minues six
Now you`re just a four, stupid whore I`d fuck on the floor, bitch
Who in the fuck do you think you are, walking around like some kind of star
It feels good, real good, when you take that fucking feeling too far
Oh man, Lil` Rob all up in the canton
When I`m on the microphone they call me Ese Patron
Someone stop me, nuh-huh nuh-huh leave me alone
I`m feeling good, I`ll feel this way until the thrill is gone

[Chorus]

Hey I can`t trust nobody, not even a fucking friend of me
I`ve gotta treat you as if you may become my worst enemy
People using my name and shit, bitch leave me out of it
Patience, had a little bit but I just ran out of it
Just like my respect for you, it`s hard being me
I could tell you a million times but you still ain`t hearing me
You need to open your fucking eyes cuz you still ain`t seeing me
My style`s firme, homey there ain`t no beating me, no defeating me
They call me selfish, oh well greedy
Ain`t nobody gonna take care of me but me
You said that they said something thing, you said that I said something
Making something out of nothing, Lil` Rob don`t say nothing
Ain`t that something, how they think this is a fun thing
Time to fucking end you, make you a fucking done thing
You do dumb things, no explanations for your actions
Actions speak louder than words, don`t say a word motherfucker

[Chorus]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Lil` Rob - So Many Styles Giving you a selection of perfection No need to question why I leave these other vatos with manic depression Missdirection, leaving them guessing and leaving them stressing And leave them sketching their next lesson, did I mention I`m not resting Until they feel my agression, my profession is positive Competative and negetive, leave holmes sedated like a sedative Hypnotize, mesmerize, I got more swirls in my eyes, swirls in my eyes You`re getting sleepy, trying to stay up and it`s burning your eyes Hurting your eyes, look at all the fear in your eyes, tears in your eyes You keep on screaming but they still ain`t even hearing you Guys begging for attention, attention Homey I was writting rhymes back in seventh grade in detention I have to send those fools back to the drawing board Ten seconds of your song and I`m already bored Making me snore, I won`t be listening to that no more You vatos make me not want to listening to rap no more Hoping you don`t have no more [Chorus] Rolas in progress, Lil` Rob the sick one Got so many styles homeboy, go ahead and pick one I`ve got plenty of them, I`ve got many of them Pick which one you like and ride with any of them Rolas in progress, Lil` Rob the sick one Got so many styles homeboy, go ahead and pick one I`ve got plenty of them, I`ve got many of them Pick which one you like and ride with any of them Simon, you brought more time but what you saying Quit saying the same thing over, it`s over My rhymes are tighter and wiser as I get older Look over your shoulder, I`m colder than Porter Way of life like a solar system Can`t take the heat then get your ass out the kitchen You got three minutes to make your distance Cuz I`m blowing up this motherfucker and everything in it Beginning to finish it, ain`t nobody the sinnest And you fucking hynas acting like you`re a highness You were a ten, with your attitude minues six Now you`re just a four, stupid whore I`d fuck on the floor, bitch Who in the fuck do you think you are, walking around like some kind of star It feels good, real good, when you take that fucking feeling too far Oh man, Lil` Rob all up in the canton When I`m on the microphone they call me Ese Patron Someone stop me, nuh-huh nuh-huh leave me alone I`m feeling good, I`ll feel this way until the thrill is gone [Chorus] Hey I can`t trust nobody, not even a fucking friend of me I`ve gotta treat you as if you may become my worst enemy People using my name and shit, bitch leave me out of it Patience, had a little bit but I just ran out of it Just like my respect for you, it`s hard being me I could tell you a million times but you still ain`t hearing me You need to open your fucking eyes cuz you still ain`t seeing me My style`s firme, homey there ain`t no beating me, no defeating me They call me selfish, oh well greedy Ain`t nobody gonna take care of me but me You said that they said something thing, you said that I said something Making something out of nothing, Lil` Rob don`t say nothing Ain`t that something, how they think this is a fun thing Time to fucking end you, make you a fucking done thing You do dumb things, no explanations for your actions Actions speak louder than words, don`t say a word motherfucker [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни So Many Styles: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/8291.html Все тексты песен: Lil` Rob » Lil` Rob - So What You Wanna Do » Lil` Rob - The Payback » Lil` Rob - Those Who Talk [2000 Remix] » Lil` Rob - The Last Laff » Lil` Rob - Soy Chingon » Lil` Rob - Peek a Boo » Lil` Rob - High Til I Die » Lil` Rob - Wickie Wicked » Lil` Rob - Those Who Talk (2000 Remix) » Lil` Rob - Mexican Gangster 2 » Lil` Rob - Still Smokin` (Supermix Part 2) » Lil` Rob - I`ll Kill You » Lil` Rob - Natural High » Lil` Rob - High Till I Die » Lil` Rob - From Dago To LA » Lil` Rob - Outro » Lil` Rob - Bluffin` » Lil` Rob - Sureno Blues » Lil` Rob - Droping the Bomb » Lil` Rob - Intro (Neighborhood Music) Рекомендуем скачать: » Яков Кофман - Челноки » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Янка Дягилева - Стервенею » Яков Коган - Посвящение друзьям » Яна Симон - Когда перед ней он двери раскрыл... » Яна Симон - Темнее... темнее... совсем темно... » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яна Симон - Речная песня » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Коган - Марионетки » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - Гимн факультета » Яков Кофман - От звонка до звонка » Яна - Хулиган » Яков Кофман - Язык мой – крест мой и ярмо » Ярослав Юдин - Дети зимы » Яков Коган - Душа » Ярослав Юдин - Надя » Яков Коган - Молитва Шарона » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты)
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