O.C.& A.G. - Young With Style lyrics

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O.C.& A.G. - Young With Style lyrics

[Verse 1: A.G.] I'm buggin' on how she let me beat it all crazy when I knew her for a hour at the most - God Damn, that's the life Then I hit her cousin named Roxanne and Roxanne never heard of Kangol or Mix Master Ice Oops! Went too far back - they keep comming like we selling crack, arm and hammer, bars and grammar (it)'s the cook-up, look up see me in the rear view - soon I ('ll) be in front of you - give'em a clear view I'm wyling - use different styles on albums and a box, dress'em up without a thousand islands Y'all little n***as like Malcolm before Malcolm - never wishing on a outcom - my pain, my glory D. I. 'til I D-I - won't change my story Not see(ing) who came before me is major corny Like Phil I can feel it in the air My tears cleanse my soul - grab a hold of my fears Why is he just? Grab a hold of them years - 360 months - 30 flat The clap on this track take me back - Hip Hop in my blood is where they raise me at God I wanna rap - so he made me that [Hook] Young with style - ruthless and wild Running around - spending money having fun Some got burried while others went to jail Running around - spending money having fun Young with style - ruthless and wild Running around - spending money having fun Taking it light, chilling, checking out girls Running around - spending money [Verse 2: O.C.] I'm wyling cause Right after the show, proud of tearing down the stage Profusely sweating bullets - rocking the show with 'A' Pretty young Debbie was stressing - we get to talking about rappers, did she ask; 'who is Big Daddy Kane'? My purpose being here's cause of those before me Growing up I used to play the corner, guzzling 40's 2-5 on my chain is how I used get in clubs, back in the days But bouncers would bat you down! I got a dozen n***as with me - my ego's foul, ready to start sh** yelling out "Brooklyn's in the house" (yeah, thanks) Ground photos, word to mother, posing like Slick Rick - crouched down on first album cover (?)rum(?) with c**a cola on - I'm not talking 'bout soda (what you talkin') - Beneton with (?)emeleeze(?) on Le Coq Sportif, mommies with gold teeth, and El Productos we used to roll 'n' chief I used to get it in with Grethchen, who had this connection with these dreads - bubbles and case - for her they had affection And I realized later it wasn't only her smiling It was the power of the P. U. S. S. (son, you wyling) [Hook] Young with style - ruthless and wild Running around - spending money having fun Some got burried while others went to jail Running around - spending money having fun Young with style - ruthless and wild Running around - spending money having fun Taking it light, chilling, checking out girls Running around - spending money