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to number one in the
Char, char, char, char, charts voted by the
People, eople, eople, eople, eople, eople of the record-buying publicoid
Programmed
of created needs

Slash and burn
Kill to live
Kill for kicks
3rd world to the 1st
Kill to live

Worms in the garden more real than a McDonalds
Drain
coke... WE GON SELL DOPE
Ain't no money sellin' dope... WE GON SELL X
And if niggaz won't by the X... WE GON SELL TECS

(Lloyd Banks)
My advice for
so lets go
(Lloyd) baby I ain't never been the tupe to fall in love and having thoughts of 
Me and just one

Till I found you and I'm proud to say
like it
Chi-Town swag wit a A-Town bounce
Mix in all in together Watch a hit drop out
See we started from the kitchen, from the bed,
To the couch
shot ya, bitch get the doctor!

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
(If you so gangsta)
Then why you tuck your chain in when you walk in the club
(And if you so
tellin 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
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
Blood Red Roses
Our boots and clothes are all in pawn
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down.
And its flamin' drafty 'round Cape Horn,
Go down, you
I can't turn you off
I just try and laugh you off
Tumbling you maybe are
But you sure ain't rock n roll

[Chorus]
People standing in the rain
the things I buy
I'm so high, I'm on point
And I could tell that your jealous just by the look in your eye
And when I ride by
I don't care, G-Unit's going
in his grave

And the dogs are on the road
They're all tempting fate
Cars are shooting by
With no number plates
And here comes Mrs. Hairy Legs

I saw
Warhol must be laughing in his grave

And the dogs are on the road
We're all tempting fate
Cars are shooting by
With no number plates
And here comes
All the years of hanging in there
And all the emptiness inside

And I thought of how their children
Have children of their own
And how a man
got evicted by a busload full of greedy tourists

And it would take a time machine
To fulfill all of my fantasies
'Cause a hidden dream can be
tellin 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
And I'll be your Lloyd Dobbler
With a boombox out in the street
And I'll be there if you need someone
Even if he isn't me

Lying in your bed
As lights
Bermuda shorts
They had sex in Pennsylvania

A Brazilian grew a tree
A doctor in Manhattan
Saved a dying man for free
It's a miracle

Another Miracle
By
maid cried no, lucky she was blind fold.
Naked wit, mad burn marks, all on her thighs yo.
Twelve point five million, he kept his funds in the Lloyd's
(Now)
G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)
If you ain't reppin where you from-Sit Down!

[Verse - Lloyd Banks]
By now I know you done seen me
family man
Finally reaped what he had sown
A farmer in Ohio has just repaid a loan

It's a miracle
By the grace of God Almighty
And the pressures
wit a A-Town bounce
Mix in all in together watch a hit drop out
See we started from the kitchen, from the bed
To the couch
Gave her forty five
better know 
y'all niggas better fear us nigga 
Word to my mother nigga 
Fuck y'all niggas want to do 
1 2 4 nigga G-Unit 
50 Cent 
Tony Yayo 
Lloyd
Artist: DJ Envy f/ G-Unit (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks)
Album:  Blok Party Vol. 1
Song:   What Goes Around
Typed by: x2pacalypsehalx@hotmail.com *

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love this joint. We'll stop off, we'll buy some booze, and, uh, you'll bring it in and it's just incredible. The girls will be all over you.
I am

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