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Style Shot lyrics with English Translations
[Intro: Chronic Law & Daddy 1] Dark Yow Daddy1 Hahaha 6ixReal Yeah
[Chorus: Chronic Law & Daddy 1] Yuh gyal ah seh wi style shot like .50 cal 51-50 gang, AC ah kick Milan, in di van Pinky tun gone She tun on like di ignition Lock di place, not di hair pon di Binghi man Yow-Yow Daddy1 (Bro Gad) Hennessy with cran Rich gyal inna di clan Nuh wan one like ambulance (6ix) Versace pants full ah money, we hardly can walk Big woman wan' B13 like car Nissan (Haha) Seh she wan' feel young, wan' mi lock har down She nah wan' freedom Every gyal ah seh di ting large, pass medium 6ix out here, we ah braff 'til now
[Verse 1: Daddy 1 & Chronic Law] Yow G5 Ah fully 6ix and wi never switch side Big chain, fat ride, Daddy1 outside Gyal ah whine up like ah window and she nuh shy Cast eye Gyal ah pree me, ah suh she dry eye? When mi pull up inna di Honda Accord She gi' weh di p**sy because har boyfriend ah fraud LawBoss see ah pretty brown gyal ah walk pass She ah stalk 6ixBoss just fi get ah autograph Gyal ah play inna mi hair like ah hairdresser Inna November man richer dan Mayweather Inna mi cut jeans wid ah "6ix Is Real" sweater Thousand gyal deh ah station ah bawl out "Free Deva" Free Deva Lord, dem yah weed better Clarks dem ah real leather dawg Wi nuh leave weapon Ever strap di Beretta Dem ah [?] up wid jean sweater Cut throat, bun body, buss head Mi three method Yow Daddy1
[Verse 2: Daddy 1 & Chronic Law] 6ix deh yah Bare gyal ah draw closer Some pretty dark skin like Oprah And if yuh feel like ice cold, Know di 6ix dem colder And mi full up ah Matic and mi nuh soldier Yow, one up inna di head cah di cold tat Slippers mi inna suh dem ah rug up pon mi toe top f**k dem gyal, dem ah joker (Yeah) Yow Badbush, game over Fi wi pocket ever heavy, bare sound box Rich and bad, nothing pretty like clown hat Di house have elevator like up ah Oakland Di yard back still have shallow grave and board box
[Verse 3: Daddy1] Yow LawBoss Sponge know seh dem softer dan ah pillow Dem anuh killer p**sy dem yah never pull ah trigger Suh mi walk wid e Tommy, but anuh Hilfiger And Mad Daag ever ready fi guh nyam yuh dinner From mi pull up inna Gulf, anuh golf course Kel-Tec buss throat Drop, bam, gun smoke From duppy fi mek anywhere, wi hunt ghost Hunt ghost like how staky hunt coke
(Repeat Chorus:Daddy 1 & Chronic Law)
[Outro: Daddy1] Yow G5 Ah fully 6ix Yow G5 Yow G5 Ah fully 6ix Full 6ix
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