Styles P - Sour lyrics

(feat. Jadakiss & Rocko) [Hook - Rocko:] Sour, sour, sour, sour, sour-sour [x2] (This that "drink up with it", and I can't smoke it less it) (You drop the hits, they gon' get, soon as you get rich, they gon' be) Yeah, they gon' hate when you get power They gon' be sour, they gon' be sour [Verse 1 - Jadakiss:] Opposite of sweet, hottest in the street I rep that purple haze, not that sour D I rep that L-O-X, that's a power three When you gettin' money, (that's just how cowards be) New crib, new ice, new car, hatin' n***as start gettin' S-O-U-R You can act like you ain't but you know you are But there's nothing you can do cause we just go too hard From the booth to the block, you get robbed, you get shot That's the feeling that you usually have after gettin' got Turn it into rock, or just leave it powder If that haze is all gone, f** it, roll a lil' [Hook] [Verse 2 - Rocko:] Ay, make the ham in a hour, bake it up, where is flour? Stack that money tall, tower, n***a play, make it shower I don't give no f** bout no coward, ain't no "i" in "team", I'm talking "our" n***a, call my team, we in Ralph, I don't give a f** if you in Okinawa Well prepared for that slime though, I go ham though, I'ont eat swine though I take vitamins, I keep iron on me, guarantee I keep more than slime on me (Early morning, drink cold coffee, patron and lime, shake the haters off me) I ain't jump off the porch, I lived in these streets And beast on these beats, a beast in these streets Real as f**, how could you hate my guts? I was just waiting, I knew you hate my guts Straighten your face when I walked in the place You make it obvious that you ain't proud of us A1FB, we global, don't even come around if we don't know you Ever since we been in power, these p**y n***as been sour [Hook] [Verse 3 - Styles P:] Need a six-month, run with the Mexicans I don't touch the haze if the sour's on deck again 'Nother six-month, run with the Colombians L-O-X concern is which, house to put the money in Half a stack of them indoors, half a stack of them outdoors Ride around in them Benzos, f** it, n***a, we outlaws And I ain't even mad if you mad at me You came, on some sour sh**, I came with a strategy I ain't out to get swag money, but I'm into that hard money Think about all my yard n***as, bathtub, now that's car money I blow a lil' haze on the appetize' But you knowin' what I'm lightin' if I have to fly [x3] [Hook]