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we turn up just to lower the tension?
Hit send, hit send, that's not mention
Solo the cup and so is the mission
Rubbing my chest like I'm sick with

on the rocks
I get money I ain't posted on blocks

She want love in the fuckin whip bitch
She calling my phone and she say that she miss me
But I told lil shawty

fifty shills
Ayy, one hundred fifty shells, police pulled is over
Had about a hundred fifty shills
Nigga
Ayy, every time we, spin one of they blocks, them

goin' up
Money steady comin' in, imma gun em down and leave em on the pavement
Play with gang, now you surrounded by them shark fins
Don't reach for dap

rockin' it by any means
We all good in any hood with them khakis and them black tees
Bump it on the block, G, Funkadelic flow
Five-O wanna know what's in my

yeah)
But, to be honest
I don't give a fuck what you think! (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Yeah, Seventeen
I'm only worried about the green, but hold on, who is

Immune
Who I smoke by Yungeen Ace, on his Callertune
What you grinding for, bro I want all of the Loot
Lil bro was in danger, yes I know I gotta Shoot
750

Ayy, they just dropped a bag on his head
Time to make momma's cry
Ever since a pup lil' nigga I've been certified
Posted on they block, thuggin
I'm

made it My slime, with me since the basement
Sunshine, day drinking, I'm faded My grind, is not something to play with
I've been drinking, think I need

missin' you
I feel empty when you ain't by my side, I hope you know
Now, baby, come on, rock your body on me
Come on, lil' baby, rock your body on me

Ooh,

surprised i sponsored by lil bird
Tear up his whole block and leave a stain on that curb
Boy fuck your diddy bop bitch this the way we swerve
This the way we

Still dirty cops around the block so you had to run
They kill ya pops and then clown you for not having one
Niggas foul , play the grimy role like Clifton

the bag by any means
Big Dragging on the enemies
Dare a nigga try to intervene
I light your block up Billie Jean
Underage the Glock seventeen
Lean a nigga

with a gold cane
I'm from the where we don't fuck with fake gold chains
Little homies get popped for that
By a dude on the block for that
Then he walk

heard my name in places
I aint even go in
They want me change
The only switch is how im flowin
Striker show like durkie said
I get it imma blow it
Double

in a dress shirt
Down by the city on the outskirts
All spaced out Lil Uzi Vert
Got the dairy like yogurt
So fucked up like Crüe in the dirt
Out in

you by yourself?
Yeah, I'm by myself okay, you at the hotel?
Yeah okay, I'ma pull up, it's gonna
Be like forty minutes, is that okay?
Yeah, that's fine

the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by, go 'head and rev it up
Put that boy we smoked on it, I might just snatch your necklace up
They keep hangin'

or a flat
I was on the block bustin' my ass
Twelve years old looking for some cash
Thirteen playin' with the scrap
Lying lil' nigga, you not sipping on Act'

with Meek Milli O
Crow rock shells
I bleach em and watch em fade away
And leave a nigga block wetter
Than a rainy day
What's beef? Beef is when you

feet
Could have thrown the towel in and then admitted defeat
But it's always something new and by the skin of my teeth
The good lord looking down with

take a L, all I do is win
This ho she just fronted on me now I'm mad
I'm bouta go try up on her best friend
These bitches be actin' hot, but they

70 Bars

Lloyd Banks

Money in Da Bank, Vol. 4 [Bonus Tracks]

2006

nigga I'm by the buck
Don't look at the Ferrari you can't even buy the truck
Ya boy fresh out the hood and he hot as fuck
On a hunt for the cheese, keep

Hey baby, my name is Foxxx
Yeah, I see you standin' over there
In the corner lookin' all smooth

Short lil' cutie, hey, check this out
How 'bout we