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shot the fuck up! Show some respect LLOYD BANK$! - OR Get shot the fuck up! Go 'head call the cops! "MO MONEY "! - Get shot the fuck up! "in the bank
[50 Cent] Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck... G G G G G-Unit! Haha! [Young Buc] Vacate your home I come to brake your bones Americas
Commas on my bank C-c-commas on my bank Zero commas on my bank Got a lot to change But not a lot of change I was brought up by the fame If you thought we
[Lloyd Banks] I need the cake nigga G-Unit dont play we rap but we strapped Buck got the shotgun 50 got the mack Spida got the streeper and u bound
a foreign whip My trap boomin' like Bloomingdale's A long line like you at the Ritz Got bank like Lloyd, Yayo like Tony But won't give you 50 cent Red rubies
in the bank (yea) Shawty what you drank? I still remember them nights under the street lights Fiends don't give a damn, they want who got
22. Aint over til the Fat Lady sings, release Opra 23. I'm on fire like lloyd banks, I can't 24. Control the energy, inside of me, I need a dank 25.
gangdem let's rise our toys Make sure you don't make noise Let's head to the bank, I ain't talking Lloyds And she still got family issues She guilty don't
time will it take ma? (like that) nigga nigga need shake ma, (like that) make me wanna put it on ya (like that) [Lloyd Banks] Shorty, get down, get
of my character Taping it, Tyra Banks face with Faiths lips Giving head like she knew me for years Pillow talk, she let out tears Told me bout her
winning, bout time that I walk to the bank It's cold on these streets so I'm stuck with my hitters I gotta stay safe, body guarding my kid Working 24/7,
a charge by Dick Cheney, General Schwarzkopf And Dan Quayle to eat (Debts?) confiscated from the Freedom National Bank The revolution will not be televised
Life ain't sweet Damn shol ain't peachy jus keep ya head up (oh babe) As I dig deep inside my soul Look into my past And all that I had
go (Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck If your favorite rapper dies To me that's my spot I'll celebrate his burial and eat at IHOP (yeah) i've been
Life ain't sweet Damn shol ain't peachy jus keep ya head up (oh babe) [verse 1:] As I dig deep inside my soul Look into my past And all that
I'm doin my own thang I ain't Lloyd Banks, bitch. I don't share your brain I was in the fast lane before the G-Unit chain You was hatin on Ja cause
the truth like I'm Lloyd Everyday wake up give thanks to the Lord You live and you die by the sword Hollow deliver him straight to the Lord I hope you been
Yeah, we really get that load we want ten for it (go) Yeah, we hopping out that bank and I ain't talking Lloyd (hmm) All my diamonds really hit and you
grill cause these O.G.'s is washed up I got a left like, Winky Wright My pinky bright, my bank card'll end your life Niggas scheme but they sweeter
[Lloyd Banks] Yeah, 20 miles an hour in my long Bentely shame on you hater, this what the Lord sent me lately I’ve been practicing my gas face cause
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by Yeah I'm drunk, I'm
Yeah, this somethin' special why'know, somethin' epic Lloyd Banks, you know 'Cause a nigga thuggin' don't mean he don't Don't wanna see you smile
they catch you (Lloyd Banks) We all die one day But as long as I'm here, I'm gon' grab checks (grab checks) And make my cash stretch longer than
went blank got damn i cheap skate go head in pack up the safe she be like please stay na i gotta run to the bank fill up the safe im tryna run out
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