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[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] I stay where they all grimy, it's right by me I will never ever put my armour down (no), they might try me Man my niggas ain't catching breaks (nah), they catching bodies Got a thing for setting shit straight, just out a hobby I be on my 1 and 2's son, I don't who you got your news from, fucking with me, you goin' lose one Dogs delusional, I'm not your usual, I am a cash cow, I'll turn you to a walking funeral Now that's beautiful, can you picture that, that's a heavy load, ain't to many niggas lifting that (nah) Those that switch sides, and shifting back, this is diffrent rap, THC flow, with a fifth of yack My crew packed, they ask me who to shoot I tell 'em, any motherfucker too close to the coupe Man I'm hot as Beirut, you colder than Alaska All I do is pop through your HD plasma
[Hook: Lloyd Banks] I hear alot of threats, a whole lot of talking But, the talk don't apply to me Cause' they know, that I know That everything alive can bleed Ride with me Mamma ain't raised no fool and Mamma's man ain't raise no punk (Don't get slimed) (Don't get slimed) Out here, don't nothing come free, gotta take everything you want
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Respect don't come easy, you got to earn it, learn it Don't nobody get it breathin' that don't deserve it It ain't always how you speak your mind, it's how you word it Depending on who your speaking to, and how he heard it Watch your base [? ] around the bread winner, it will get you murdered Witnesses won't appear in court, an easy verdict Niggas, snitches come in all colours and all ages Old, young, red, black and caucasian I'm blazin, certified funk off the skunk tree Fifty G front me, I'll fly out the country Rap cops want me, cause' my pockets all chunky My belt's 500, and Jean's are Red Monkey If I apply the pressure, you'll fall like a bean bag I see like a catcher, and hold up a green rag I pray to God, cause I know he looking over me My family don't gotta need, that's how it suppose to be High off purple trees, the henny make me Hercules Penny's make dollars and dollars make it work for me I'm meaner and I'm rock 'n' hoein', I'm clean and my pockets swollen I'm leaning in somethin' foreign, supenas cannot control it I gets it going, I'm certified, boneified, fuck boys fall back before it be homicide I live my days like my last, cause I almost died, on the streets of south side
[Hook: Lloyd Banks] I hear alot of threats, a whole lot of talking But, the talk don't apply to me Cause' they know, that I know That everything alive can bleed Ride with me Mamma ain't raised no fool Mamma's man ain't raise no punk (Don't get slimed) (Don't get slimed) Out here, don't nothing come free, gotta take everything you want
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