Lyrics:
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'ma stop at your house and blow the horn
If you come outside you know it's on
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
Bitches be frustrated with the baller
The name's Banks! The boy wonder man
Stack and a rubber band, gat in the other hand
[Lloyd Banks]
These lil niggas don't move me, go watch a movie
to find my peace in hell
She control it
Not remote it
Thats the ocean by her belt
Fuck a colon
Semi totin'
Stop your sentence in a breath
Off the hinges
That's homicide, I mind my own business and drink my alkaline
Cause bullets travel vertical, and side to side
Niggas will kill you to make sure you ain't
fifty
I get money but my name ain't Fifty
Went to the Lloyd Bank, took out a Yung Buck
Brown, purple, pinky
And then I put pink stones in the pinky
Bought
me
Come on an gimme that groupie love
GGGGG GGGGG G-unit
[Lloyd Banks]
Is shorty ain't feelin me shorty must like girls
'Cause I'm only eatin
committin homicides and drive-bys
livin with ?????
but still slanging that fuckin pie
and got more bitches than you
so what the fuck you
ain't new to this, I met this air stewardess
Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out, nigga
[Lloyd Banks]
Ya if I put a dress code all
Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah! I'm here nigga, Banks!!! G-G-G-G-G-G Unit!!!
Now don't try to stand next to me (Right)
'Cause I'm the nigga they came here
time on you, Are you Mad
Are you mad though
I bet you're mad bro
Can't wait 'till the banks full of stacks bro
I don't care what them man say
Cos
you even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon' be found in a ditch
My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin' banks
I'm a fiend for
LD
AKA homicide
Yes, homicide
OG's knew I had it poppin'
IG lookin' Photoshopish (it's lit, it's real)
They just can't take charge so they
my rhymes
I'm feeling it, Killing it, breaking it
Like niggz are breaking up like 50cent and Lloyd Bank
A lot of money now in the bank too
Chilling
homeys, took his Glock
You gonna be my Tenderonies?
[Lloyd Banks:]
Metal exchanges, the hoods a gun range
Everybody's a target, depending on how you aim
you to the Blacksmith crew we making money
Go to sleep with a dream and we waking up hungry
Its a new day stomach is rumbling, oh well
I'm like Lloyd
Lloyd Banks
Tony Yayo, nigga
Hey what up, nigga
You motherfuckin' right this DJ Clue Grand Theft Audio 2
Get the fuck out the car nigga don't make me
always is underneath
I belong with many rappers that you name
Joe Budden T.I LLoyd Banks King Crooked all the same
Don't overstrain opinion or circumvent
on my side
She’ll be down for homicide
That’s my Bonnie I’m her Clyde
So I know that she gon ride
(Verse 1)
And I know she gon ride for a nigga
Even do
choose a side
They don't even know it's a ride or die
They don't even know who they riding by
They don't even know what them killings do
They don't even
your life
Homicides every night As the days go by you gone fight or flight
They say wrong plus wrong ain't right
But eye for eye life 4 a life
If its up
can't be done til them niggas see you do it
Sold kicks for this rap
Engineer built a rapport
Lloyd Banks wit this shit
I had a hunger for more
You
Young Buck:
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
Lloyd Banks:
My Eyes Low, Hydro Leakin' Out That Tahoe
I Know G-Unit's Them Niggas I'm'a Ride Fo'
Nah Hoe, I Ain't
time relax, we doing numbers galore
I feel like lloyd I came for the bank 'cause I gotta hunger for more
Fuck all the chit chat when we get back dawg we
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