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The Work Out Part 4

アーティスト:Lloyd Banks 

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(50 Cent) I heart alot of talkin niggas must be mad at Banks (Banks) ah you bitch ass niggas, yall niggas love talkin i just smile on my dude (50 Cent) But theres only 1 problem, niggas aint as bad as Banks (Lloyd Banks) Yea nigga punchline kid is back, New York City stand the f**k up (Lloyd Banks) Go get ya camera man, thats a Lambo' fam gun in the safe, the same one from Rambo hand i got ??, you know whatever chedda flyin my New York hoe in, 'cause her head is better I said i'd never sweat her, well i guess i lied she suck the ghost outta a nigga and im petrified you niggas nuthin but roaches, hit the pesticide i spray lil you roll around in ya neck and die im the nicest out, look at the ring you hear the price and pout, every 16th i ice em out (bling!) 50 sold 11 mill, brought Tyson house and mine to, cross dude and the knife come out i cant wait to see you bricks on the sidestretch bunch a holes in ya like the bricks in the projects Kefflon whips rubber grips for the nonsense conscience, of the consequences, abnoxious and we can ride all night, somebody might come get em tie his bandana on too tight you can book em short notice, ima sell out in the night the car wont get me there, but the helicopter might i bring all the toys out let the clip go shit the whip so new even the bird shit dont stick i got a hell of a system sound travel 3 blocks bulletproof doors and all you can eat tops runnin out to me, i only need the funerals i button all you niggas up like Jay-Z i smoke for free when im out in DC VVS's is in my ear, clearer than HD i dont know why he walk around


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