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Survival

アーティスト:Lloyd Banks  アルバム:Survival  作詞:Unknown  作曲:RICE RALPH J JR/YOUNG NE ASTRA 

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So you say you a gangsta, right Are you really a rider, yea You don't take shit from no one, no And got your mind on your motherfuckin' dough, lets go I'll be a South Side nigga till I rot Even though I got the yacht in the million dollar bot Superman armor on the '69 drop 0ut of every 70 rappers 69 flop I blowed a buck in the corner, just to get the feel My head light smooth when I move the steering wheel I ain't running from nothing, its top dollar to chill I pop bottles for real, with pop artists that kill I move 2 mill, my backyard is a field I ain't tough for the tube, I'll smack y'all for real Go head hate on me now, you'll miss a nigga later I'm hood like butter holes and pissy elevators I went from playing the same block to Bangkok So I can get money between raindrops And my piece so heavy I pop a chain a week And get so much pussy I cant sleep [Chorus] Poppa was a rolling stone Never came back home now I'm on my own So I had to learn a few things bout survival Like the ice pick done off the bottom If you scared don't come around here Guns ammunition don't run out here As soon you get the paper you try it A nigga try me he wont see tomorrow I ain't even got a license yet and got 7 cars, yep TV the same size as Kevin Garnett A brand new buzz, Mac 10 and a chopper White fan base cause Eminem is my partner


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