the block Im blowing hevay on the sofa with the dessie just incase a nigga soft enough to slip through the crack Id rather throw some at you then get my
dice, Pray to god my number come. Where my opponents, My flow is colder than tha homeless. This microphone is, Only controlled with my aromas. I wish my
for more Tony's home Yo Banks I told these niggas man [Lloyd Banks] Yall done fucked up now Yee! Yeeeeee! {Tony Yayo] Here We go [Chorus: Lloyd Banks
Switchin' up lanes doin' my thang livin' my life the way I wanted pickin' up speed headed to the bank money on the brain on me and my homies I got money
car Rewind time march 3, 1994 I was only in my teen's deuce-deuce in my Levi's When Nas hit the scene I was still rockin knee-highs Runnin with my brother
give my heart to any thing Thats what I do, just so that she would be mine, I give her all my time, every part of me My mind, soul, my body wassup [
bealive this unless I let u see this She deep throat my whole coock Now I'm thinking this bitch is so hot I gotta take her to my hood let her blow my
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga [Lloyd Banks] You can't roll wit me i'm Lloyd Banks
like its government cheese Spray on Suzukis [50 Cent:] Yeah yeah Funk Flex Keep playin' with 'em [Lloyd Banks:] Yeah Look Look Yeah Look Look Look [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] If half my
rap, touch Deck, I doubt that "Pump It Up" was wack, you swagger jacked "Scenario" All that other trash, couldn't last in my stereo Couldn't beat Lloyd Banks
(feat. Lloyd Banks & Young Buck) [Lloyd Banks] Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. [Lloyd Banks Chorus] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionnaire
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] My blood rushin off 151 proof High speed blowing weed out the sunroof My car got navigation if u want too Later I can come thru,
and a half keyhole Bite marks from you slugs on tracks and kilo's Three-notes got my p's q's in my jeans G-g-gee-whizz, my rides like superhero Four five
don't know me Nah I ain't your homie If your name aint Em, Ferrari or Tony I like my wheel chromey My Bentley my Rolly My Magnum my forty South Jamaica
[Lloyd Banks] So you say you a gangsta, riiight Are you really a rider, yeeaa You dont take shit from no one, nooo And got ya mind on ya muthafuckin dough
[VERSE 1] (uh huh) I keep my hip on pound Cause chickens hectic in my town Drag my family with me cause that?s how real niggas get down (gea) If it
for more Tony's home Yo Banks I told these niggas man [Lloyd Banks] Yall done fucked up now Yee! Yeeeeee! [Tony Yayo] Here We go [Chorus: Lloyd Banks
we die Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na) [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] I keep my mind on my money and my head to the sky I never really