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
to avoid disaster
There's nothin' you can do that's gonna block my punch
I'ma finish this fight by lunch
(With our main man Lloyd)
That's me. The city
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
50 Cent Lloyd Banks!
Nobody get hurt if nobody don't move
Just give it up smooth (G-UNIT')
Motherfucker you move I'll flash my tool
And blast my
bracelets
Glocks for waistes
You don't want what I pulled out that dresser drawer
To get pulled out like dress and draws
No one dressed in your draws
Raw,
gotta go baby
So what's up baby, what you tryin'a do
I mean take a chance for once in your life
Yeah, zone 4, young Lloyd, 50 Cent
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
must don't like men (like men)
I say what I want coz I can
If I didn't id be a liar
Mommy I'm on fire
Come ride with a rider
The crowd say you
want to try
So shorty what you smoking on?
Marijuana's what I'm choking on
I don't care if you call me crazy
But street niggas getting mullah baby
and cum on her bikini bottoms
Listen here don’t play no games put in work like I’m expecting a wage In bikini bottoms
LJ oh Lloyd what you better say “hey”
[Lloyd Banks]
Is shorty ain't feeling me shorty must like girls
Cause I'm only eating your whirl
Bitch I can make you famous you don't know what your
You (Remix)
[Andre 3000]
I said, "what time you get off?"
She said, "when you get me off"
I kinda laughed but it turned into a cough
a beginner nigga, niggaz kno WHAT you want a percentage no Walkin this smack rain hail sleet snow anything to speed up the process of da cas flow the asshole
Jesse and You (Is that what best friends do?) Words by Lloyd Tosoff
Music by Lloyd and Ted Tosoff
It’s out on the street
All over this
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
love.
Next thing u know im hugged up wit this bitch in tha tub.
Palm Springs, Al Capone's Suite washin her feet.
Is this love? somebody's wife fuckin
that you say you like
See what a day is like when you be my a-alike
Girl, just lay back, I'll do it the way you like
(Said, it's the flyest thing,
To Anyone Who Want Beef
I Promise Ya'll I Won't Sleep, Till Ya'll Layin 6 Ft.
G-Unit That's What It Is, That's What It's Gon' Be
Benzino Or The Source
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
love
Next thing you know I'm hugged up with this bitch in the tub
Palm Springs, Al Capone's Suite washin' her feet
Is this love? Somebody's wife
hard core, harder than a Plymouth
It ain't no myth, it's a nigga with the spliff
And a chrome four fifth pressed on ya back
So what you want, nigga?
Gotta buy it like a lease, think they owners over me “uh uh”
Not controlling what I think “at all” you a king they want you deceased “now”
Your very
ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
Yea
Lloyd Banks nigga
Whats up nigga?
It's 50 nigga
You fuckin wit him right?
I know you fuckin wit
Tired of keeping an ear out to what they say
So I'm running away
I'm running away
(Ah
Ooh ah
Ooh ah)
You don't know what to say (ooh ah)
Cuz you want
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