Open Up
Styles P Lyrics


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Open up up and take the block over
Pause and stare at me, felonies in the holsters
38 special, don't let them bullets catch you
But pull out that long thing and long range stretch you
Lace the Easy Rider with elephant tranquilizer
Came through with niggas cuz most of em 85'ers
Hit yo baby moms, embody yo baby father
Proud of couple rappers, they probably yo favorite artists
Fuck is all these charts? A lot of these niggas garbage
From D Block to the Bullpen we the hardest
Still keep that riffle clip loaded, who the target?
I move anything and everything's on the marble
Layin niggas down, roll em up in the coffin
I'm drawin from the waistline, I'm drawin from the arm pit
This is that front page, continue to page 4
Every time the D's come and kick in the same door
Alive niggas' time, cut short when they change loads
Some niggas came up, some of em still lost
Floss all niggas, that's whatever the bill brought
Feed yo whole team, now you being a real boss
Can't smell the sour or the kush cuz it's sealed off
I'm lightin up the night, take flight and I peel off
2 guns up, yea nigga that's 8 scratch
All pan like canned up, it ain't wax

[Chorus: x2]
We open up up the shop, drop down
Open up, we got the block locked down
Real niggas is reppin the streets first
G's coming here first, remember to squeeze first

Loadin up the tray deuce, sippin on the deuce deuce
Lightin' the blue dream, it's blue like blue screws
Rap of the street, yea I'm in the who's who's who
I don't floss, I sit on money like the jews do
Robbing in the vits, another 5 star with the bricks od down south and the trap of the pits
I don't pump, I just come through the spot shed
Visions of the M8 wagon with the ostrich
Seats and the steering wheel,
You a liar lil nigga, you just appearin' real
Niggas know to fear the real
There never was a nigga like I
The town that hold me down like I'm big in Bedstock
Pull it out, cock back, nigga let it fly
Then a nigga gone and a riga red eye
My movement is laudable, my hand in
Any type of handgun seems so compatible
Rappin emphatical, dogs so radical
Pull out the mack so I can rat tat tatter you
Nigga you should leave it at that
I'm a cool fly nigga that get weed in stacks
Driving in a hardtop drop
Couple homies got killed, couple homies got popped
Dumping seven grams cuz the plan don't stop
Like when it's hot in the projects the fans don't stop
I'm in the lex land with my hand on the gwap
Off the end of island, camp 10 on the block
Told you bout the fam, just imagine when the shit hit it
Niggas got a pound then you know we getting lit with it
You getting money then stick with it
Pass me the mic, I'm sick with it
Something like Cyrus the Virus
Came from the dirt but my touch is like the Midas





[Chorus: x2]

Overall Meaning

In "Open Up," Styles P describes his gang banging lifestyle and the violence that comes with it. He boasts about his gang's reputation and how they are the toughest in the game. The song is laced with lyrics about guns, drugs, and criminal activities. Styles P raps about how they are always armed with weapons like the 38 special, and they are ready to use them on anyone who crosses them.


Styles P also talks about his love for drugs and how he likes to smoke Blue Dream, which is a potent strain of marijuana. He also brags about his luxurious lifestyle and how he sits on money like a Jew. The song's chorus emphasizes that real gangsters represent the streets first, and they are always prepared to use their weapons to protect their territory.


Overall, "Open Up" is a raw and intense reflection of gang culture, where the only way to survive is to be tough, ruthless, and always ready to fight.


Line by Line Meaning

Open up up and take the block over
Be bold and take control of your surroundings


Pause and stare at me, felonies in the holsters
Take a moment to appreciate my gangster credentials


38 special, don't let them bullets catch you
Carry a firearm for protection, but be cautious


But pull out that long thing and long range stretch you
Use a long-range weapon if necessary to eliminate targets


Lace the Easy Rider with elephant tranquilizer
Mix drugs with other substances to create an intensified effect


Came through with niggas cuz most of em 85'ers
Bring my crew with me because most of them are real and experienced


Hit yo baby moms, embody yo baby father
Target someone's family to exact revenge


Proud of couple rappers, they probably yo favorite artists
Some rappers are worthy of admiration, but others are mediocre


Fuck is all these charts? A lot of these niggas garbage
Charts are irrelevant and many rappers are not worth listening to


From D Block to the Bullpen we the hardest
From the streets to prison, we are the toughest and most respected


Still keep that riffle clip loaded, who the target?
Always be prepared for any situation and identify potential threats


I move anything and everything's on the marble
I am involved in multiple illegal activities and trades


Layin niggas down, roll em up in the coffin
Killing rivals and disposing of their bodies


I'm drawin from the waistline, I'm drawin from the arm pit
I am proficient in drawing and using firearms from different positions


This is that front page, continue to page 4
This is just the beginning, there are many more layers to my lifestyle


Every time the D's come and kick in the same door
Law enforcement frequently targets me and other criminals


Alive niggas' time, cut short when they change loads
Death can come suddenly and unexpectedly in the criminal lifestyle


Some niggas came up, some of em still lost
Some people succeed in the criminal lifestyle, but many others do not


Floss all niggas, that's whatever the bill brought
Spend money frivolously because that is what the lifestyle demands


Feed yo whole team, now you being a real boss
Provide for your entire crew and earn respect as a leader


Can't smell the sour or the kush cuz it's sealed off
Hide the scent of marijuana to avoid police detection


I'm lightin up the night, take flight and I peel off
Escape quickly after committing crimes


2 guns up, yea nigga that's 8 scratch
Carry two guns for extra firepower


All pan like canned up, it ain't wax
Appear flashy and wealthy, but it is not fake


[Chorus: x2]
Repeating chorus


Loadin up the tray deuce, sippin on the deuce deuce
Loading a .22 caliber firearm and drinking a 22-ounce bottle of alcohol


Lightin' the blue dream, it's blue like blue screws
Smoking a type of marijuana called 'blue dream'


Rap of the street, yea I'm in the who's who's who
I am a well-known figure in the criminal underworld


I don't floss, I sit on money like the jews do
I do not show off my wealth, I keep it hidden like some Jewish people


Robbing in the vits, another 5 star with the bricks od down south and the trap of the pits
Committing armed robberies in nice vehicles while also trafficking drugs


I don't pump, I just come through the spot shed
I do not sell drugs on street corners, I come to private locations to conduct business


Visions of the M8 wagon with the ostrich
Desiring a high-end luxury car with exotic features


Seats and the steering wheel,
Envisioning the details of the luxury car


You a liar lil nigga, you just appearin' real
Many people in the criminal lifestyle are not genuine, they only pretend to be


Niggas know to fear the real
Legitimate and feared criminals are not to be messed with


There never was a nigga like I
I am unique and there is no one else like me


The town that hold me down like I'm big in Bedstock
The place where I have influence and control like I am a powerful person in a big city


Pull it out, cock back, nigga let it fly
Draw your firearm, ready it, and shoot


Then a nigga gone and a riga red eye
After shooting, the victim is dead and their eyes are open


My movement is laudable, my hand in
My actions and behavior are deserving of praise and attention


Any type of handgun seems so compatible
I am skilled with using any type of firearm


Rappin emphatical, dogs so radical
My rapping style is powerful and aggressive, like a rabid dog


Pull out the mack so I can rat tat tatter you
Use a powerful firearm to shoot and kill someone quickly


Nigga you should leave it at that
Do not provoke me, leave me alone


I'm a cool fly nigga that get weed in stacks
I am a stylish person who earns a lot of money from selling marijuana


Driving in a hardtop drop
Driving a convertible luxury car


Couple homies got killed, couple homies got popped
Some of my friends have died or gone to prison


Dumping seven grams cuz the plan don't stop
Getting rid of drugs to avoid being caught by police


Like when it's hot in the projects the fans don't stop
Just as fans are needed to cool down in hot weather, criminal activity does not stop in tough neighborhoods


I'm in the lex land with my hand on the gwap
Driving a Lexus and carrying lots of money


Off the end of island, camp 10 on the block
Living on the outskirts of town and controlling a specific area


Told you bout the fam, just imagine when the shit hit it
I have warned you about my crew, just think about how dangerous things will become


Niggas got a pound then you know we getting lit with it
After obtaining a large amount of marijuana, we will smoke it and get high


You getting money then stick with it
If you find a way to earn money, continue doing it


Pass me the mic, I'm sick with it
Give me the microphone, I am very talented at rapping


Something like Cyrus the Virus
Comparison to a fictional character known for being cunning and ruthless


Came from the dirt but my touch is like the Midas
Even though I came from a difficult background, my success turns everything I touch to gold




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANDREW GALEON, DENNIS PEPA, MARK OSEGUEDA, ROBERT CAVESTANY

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