Lyrics:
coke... WE GON SELL DOPE
Ain't no money sellin' dope... WE GON SELL X
And if niggaz won't by the X... WE GON SELL TECS
(Lloyd Banks)
My advice for
See now i'm livin' lovely
My Girl Gotta buddy
But she be trippin out because her girls wanna fuck me
And now we pullin' up, see
Me and the boy Lloyd
ain't stoppin me dawg
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You will, die by the gun
2006 niggas would say
"You really be spittin'"
And even though they took the shots for you
You really the victim
Nina on me, Smack asked
"What's wit
(Now)
G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)
If you ain't reppin where you from-Sit Down!
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]
By now I know you done seen me
And that's why I look dead into your eyes
And see that you been searchin' 'cause you tired of hurtin'
So baby, won't you just come and roll wit' me?
I got
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
wet dreams
Jacki, is there anymore room in them jeans
For a freaky motherfucker like me
A ATL nigga wit a lot of gold teeth
Goddamn you fine wit
anymore room in them jeans
For a freaky motherfucker like me
A ATL nigga wit a lot of gold teeth
Goddamn you fine wit a big behind
I just wanna touch your
Blaze a 50, sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley.
Of course wit me, this chick who'd make Bobby divorce Whitney.
Brazilian candy, from Miami.
livin' lovely
My girl gotta buddy
But she be trippin' out because her girls wanna fuck me
And now we pullin' up, see
Me and the boy Lloyd
Redbone
hear voices in my head for what reason
But when the talking stops (pow) it's drive by season
So back the fuck off and give me respect
Now they're
her on the beach got the porsche seats sandy
Haters bitter faces to me sweeter than some candy
New York popping champagne Atl its brandy
Shooting dice
crack a smile wit me
Take them trips up outta town wit me
Never question by niggas
Just me and my nigga
That's why ima treat you like you so so special
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Around here them boys, 'dem don't play (uh)
You can hear the sounds of gun spray erry day
I give 2 fucks by what a bird say
move around wit them pounds and berreta's
Yea faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it
Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it
Don't make
move around wit them pounds and berreta's
Yea faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it
Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it
Don't make
don't like me, hit him and wild wifey was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of satan
don't like me, hit him and wild wifey was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of satan
get outta line with me
Or it's a drive-by
My nigga Blow gon' sponsor the ride wit' me
Y'all saw the movie Venom, right?
Well despite a man (Spider Man)
get da cheese, dats by any means
If ya real, then throw ya set, let me see ya sign
Project Pat, from the southside, out here on the grind
While
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell
Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name
surrounded by crooks
[Young Buck]
There once was some niggas that tried to murder me
I hit em up, put em in plastic surgery
This 4-5 has made a lot
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
.jpg/200px-Scotty_(Scotty_ATL).jpg "Scotty ATL")
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