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アーティスト:Lloyd Banks  アルバム:Rotten Apple  作詞:LLOYD CHRISTOPHER CHARLES/LLOYD BANKS  作曲:RICE RALPH J JR/YOUNG NE ASTRA 

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(Lloyd Banks) So you say you a gangsta, riiight Are you really a rider, yeeaa You dont take shit from no one, nooo And got ya mind on ya muthaf**kin dough, lets go (Verse - Lloyd Banks) I'll be a South Side nigga till i rot Even tho 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 aint runnin 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 aint tough for the tube, I'll smack yall for real Go 'head hate on me now, you'll miss a nigga later Im hood like butterholes and pissy elevators I went from playin 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 Im on my own So i had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottom If you scared dont come 'round here, guns ammunition dont run out here As soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow (Verse - Lloyd banks) I aint even got a liscence yet and got 7 cars, yep TV the same size as Kevin Garnett A brand new buzz, Mac 10 and a choppa White fan base 'cause Eminem is my partner Im a Ferrari and Jag copper, you a glass shopper I blow marijuana the color of grass hopper I aint a regular nigga All the promoters pay 100 more to bring ya boy to Singapore My dress code got the best hoes jumpin on em Evisu's and Red Monkey with the


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