Lyrics:
you
And watch you bleed out, that little bit of thug in you
You don't want to bump heads with me, and get hit up
You, you ain't got what it takes
know they can't handle torch better
You better play wright like Andrew Lloyd Webber
Never change when I'm back at the source
Niggas change in the back
of you complimentary
Want to give you my loving for centuries
Ooo ahh ooo ahh ooo
Mon cher
Je t'aime mon cher
Je t'aime mon chéri
Don't know what to do
or knuckle up
Ground zero we never ran never
Will we fuck 'em up
Dude you gonna get your ass banged
Fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks
Wild gun style what
I want a big black whip like I'm Batman
I want a bed made of racks
Where the stacks at
I want a Beemer, want a Benz like I'm Lloyd Banks
I wanna
Gone be good just as long we together
Back in my bag and I'm so so better
I know you ain't comin second
I know you gon hold it down
You know i just want
Blaze a 50, sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley.
Of course wit me, this chick who'd make Bobby divorce Whitney.
Brazilian candy, from Miami.
Good Lloyd
Why you put them on
Know you wrong
Nahh you’on feel me the bikini bottoms
Hol up
Hol up
Hol up
Damn girl you look good in them bikini
Blaze a 50, sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley
Of course with me, this chick'll make Bobby divorce Whitney
Brazilian candy, from Miami
now
Don Bronson, in all white like Don Johnson
You ever had to take a shit while you're trippin'?
Balls off, all the homies by the ball court
Shit hit
They acting like we acting out
Fuckers is actors
All we want is peace brand new money
OH LLOYD
How we supposed to come together settle differences
with the efforts of time you’d find that I’m doing damn fine!
*banging*
(LLOYD)
Yo Rico what are you doing here, man?
The sun went down like 3 hours
still on 10, might take that loot
The old folks see me, they like damn, Lil Dooley, you grew
I be like, damn, let me put you down
Oh, I go by Spiffy now
[Lloyd]
STOP, baby bring that thang back
You know where my heart at
Shorty show ya boy some love
Cause I'm about to lose it
With the way you move it
Brrrrrrrr Pshhh
[Lloyd:]
All I really want is for you to back it up gon and put your weight on it
Cuz its all right, do what you wanna, make me believe it
Yeah, this somethin' special why'know, somethin' epic
Lloyd Banks, you know
'Cause a nigga thuggin' don't mean he don't
Don't wanna see you smile
where I'd be
Dead or in the penetentiary
From shootouts wit my enemy
Squeeze until my clips empty
But would they give sin to me
By the hands that was
too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin'
Well let me be the first to get mine oh
I was born by a lake, chicken
Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT
(UNIT, haha) , yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT)
And Lloyd Banks
(BANKS) , and Tony Yayo (YAYO)
Nigga, nigga (haha, haha)
You
for ya
First mixtape song i inherited beef for ya
Gritted my teeth for ya
G-G-G-G Fo Ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my
Young Buck:
Why?
These Niggas Want Me Dead
D-Tay:
Betta' Watch Yo Step
Young Buck:
Puttin' Prices On My Head
D-Tay:
'cause I Cock My Shit,
Blaze a 50
Sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley
Of course with me
This chick who'd make Bobby divorce Whitney
Brazilian candy, from Miami
Masseuse,
Fuck dhat, too soon, and I take that back
See you can't fuck with chronicles like that
By any means necessary EVE gon' get daps
Grow and shit on the map,
girls, all around the world)
(This goes out to girls all around the world)
But they just want to use you up
(All around the world)
(This goes out
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