Lyrics:
ain't about shit
I know you don't love me
[Lloyd Banks]
Uh-uh, yeah
You should thank the Lord if the ray gon' getcha
Cause the sawed-off'll microwave
on the scene
Like what is it you want to say to the world
Wadup world
It's the boy that met ya
Eighty nine with nineties style
Can't quite place huh
No I
Ain't
Yea let me talk to you for a min
You know I try to keep my
Ear to the streets right
You know I hear so many war stories man
I hear about so many
and take what's yours
In my bed we makin noise
Been lonely wont you to fill this void
Play with me like I'm your toy
Singing lay it down like Lloyd
In my bed
[Pre-Hook:]
Lion movin in the back
I will never switch off
„Can you pls take it back“
[Hook:]
We gon we gon take it over
Talk talk it im focused
We
We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homey on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, save your
Crew, before I put
even know what to do with that
Heard a nigga slap you, you ain't do it back
Niggas slide on this block, we shootin' back
Big bitch like I play for
smell
I been alone forever it ain't shit to tell
Pulled up bout a murder in the 6ix I ain't got shit to tell
But if u want that weight it's for the low
to come out
If they don't know it yet then they're bout to find out
All you niggas sleepin' on us bout to see us all rise
Yeah
I told my niggas we gon be
Among the cargo she laden down
And at London's Lloyd's
They insured those boys
Valued at fifteen thousand pounds
They steamed away
For Vahsel Bay
For
Frightened by struggle
A case of writer's block, I thought it'd help
Lighten my stumble
Close my eyes and shine the world as someone else
Somedays,
[50 Cent]
G-Unit!
[Chorus: x2 50 Cent]
Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I want
Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I need
tone)
Sorry you didn't reach me this da answer machine
Sorry I'm not by the phone (I'm not by the phone)
But ya know that I'm gone call ya when I get
fin, you niggas be jakin
round Niggas think they ahead, but pillow talkin
Glock like Lloyd and lay it down real members know a real thing by staying down
Is a quarter pass nine
I dey give them vibes on vibes
Shawty get big ikebe
Wey dey make they boys
Want crash land
I know it , you know it
I no be
The boy dripping soy in
Some corduroys singing Lloyd
Steady buying boof by the ounce
Still kicking it on momma couch
Musically a genius I don’t
your robes of red
I'll come tomorrow at this same time
And have you in me bed
Crying . . .
Away away you coal black smith
Would you do me this wrong
For
of the U.S.A.
Kickin in gifts to the trickers and treaters
Kill em with kindness and gifts for the needy
Brinkman and Lloyd's or I'll drink it from toilets
If Your Aim is True
Words and Music By Lloyd Tosoff SOCAN/BMI
Verse 1
Pulled into a hotel bar
On the road to Saskatoon
It was a hot July ‘neath
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
G-Unit
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
Olivia, let's go
What's up ladies, I'm back baby
The boy
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
G-Unit
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
Olivia, let's go
What's up ladies, I'm back baby
The boy
If you wanna roll we can roll it up
If you wanna smoke we can smoke wherever
We can go just where you want
Baby I just wanna ride with ya
If you
so old
Been around longer than it takes Lloyd to write new episodes
Some people stand by but I won’t hide my reply’s
Some bitch ass little kid who
attitude but I'ma flip if you don't give me room to move
(Lloyd Banks)
You can bet'cha bottom dollar, if there's ever a room that I'm tied up in
The armor
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