Lyrics:
you see me spending money like
Splash
Got me counting this lootchie
With the chain millie rocking like
Splash
Got me feeling like LB dropping water
I got 75 lbs of barbed wire
You got 15 tons of lead
There's something stalking the chicken house
That's gonna end of dead
There's a curse left over
nass kanaf9o fia
I dont now la derti lmilly ma3la bali
Sa7bi hna drari kikherjo ikhedmo ta lil
Wakha tchreb lb7ar lmayt o tzido ta nil
La anb9a 3ad m3a
and a pump
And I'm ready to bust at you hoes, ready to dump lames in ditches
Steady makin fakers bleed, L.B. family handle business
Comin into Twista's
can't fuck wit my flow sip on my Moe
Smoke on my dro and you can't stop a LB show
I spit G rhymes
While you fakers get the vapors
Chants like Jimmy Two
Yo LB let's run this joint
Once again y'all
It's LB and OB
Take off LB and OB
Take off all your clothes
And your sexy coat
Leave it on the back seat
back on my shit
So much work in my duffel that the bag doesn't zip
In my city, it be cold, a few haters wanna kill me
I just wanna get high, L.B. I
I don't play the game with my hands
I take the scissors, cut rock, and make paper
We had LB's and sacks of that Lawrence Taylor
Dope game stupid
LB 3E
True as LB I would peel a cool mil off my last piece
And get the whole fam' a new lease
But reality and optimism don't often coincide
Again,
and assumed he don got soft
They didn't understand it was my next direction
So I'm playing postman and addressing questions
Like, yes I'm still a LB, no I'm
of shines
If y'all want to get a line, then talk to Big Dho
Cause ain't shit free but the spirit of my rhymes
I hear it all the time, LB ain't on the same
brother we controlling it now
I got the magna rocks still heating up the spot
P.R. and L.B. got that shit for blocks
Hip-hop when we walk
Hop-hop when
LB be'ness
Yeah, I go by the name of Khrysis
(My nigga Khrysis on the beat)
One half of the Away Team
And right now, you in tuned to the biggest
LB's tha Kilos
(Who can hang with Illegal Amigos)
Illegal Amigos, stackin 'em see-noes
[Verse 2]
see-Frawn, I'm a mothafuckin face, is it tha place?
What what nigga?
LB Fam, Frankie Cutlass
Nine-six, Queens most wanted (word up)
Frankie Cutlass (Frankie Cutlass)
This is how we do (how we do)
Even though he can go in one squeeze G
It's it's it's crazy, mystery
Lb's to be the one to solve one
Two, three, three thousand problems
One, two,
Not being Cam'Ronish, I mean Diplomatic
I say what I feel till I ain't gotta say no more
I dedicate this to the A&Rs
That said LB is the game but
Olomi wombe o
Ko de ye koma lb
Lifestyle Agba baller
R.I.P to Pele
Dribble like Maradona
Baby malosonta
Nobody to ta
Lagos to Minnesota
No
This is to you
Now the world has been waitin for,
Love, Peace & Nappiness?
LB fam baby, see eye to eye
Brooklyn's alive New York C style
NYC, break
He said
You ain't no son to me
You ain't no son to me
8 lb. baby boy I bounced on my knee
No, you ain't no son of mine
You ain't no son of mine
Now...now...now now now now
Queen's Most Wanted...shout outs to
the Bandit baby RIP. We represent the LB
to the day we die Run with Lou Spigg
track on the catwalk then I got some LB fam
Like on this right here LB fam why don't you share like this
'97 Queens Most Wanted, knahI'msayin?
Once
This is to you
Now the world has been waitin for,
Love, Peace & Nappiness?
LB fam baby, see eye to eye
Brooklyn's alive New York C style
NYC, break
and your bullshit crew, kid i thougt ya knew how us LB's do
We comin thru, a 1000 ghetto men
We creap, so don't sleep
I'm stayin out of sight, only
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