Paroles de Die one day

Lloyd Banks

pochette album Die one day
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Date de parution : 01/01/2004

Durée : 0:03:14

Style : Hip Hop/Rap

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(verse 1)

(uh huh)

I keep my hip on pound
Cause chickens hectic in my town
Drag my family with me cause that's how real niggas get down (gea)
If it wasn't for 50 i probably wouldn't be around (gea)
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea)
If for that if you snap a finger and i'll lay a nigga down (whoo)
It's fucked up when you're only facial expression is a frown (uh huh)
A hood rat will put a future in a fool's pants
Till she find out you can't buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh)
A year ago i made a decision before i shut my eyelids
Better if i get shot tomorrow cause i don't like surprises
When you hot as an oven they with open arms
When you cold as a freezer niggas treat you like they don't need ya
Some people call it ?? me i call it amnesia
Live my life principal driven never bite that hand that feeds you (uh)
Never mind all the haters fuck'em all let them die slow
All i need is my niggas, money, liquor and hydro (i kno)

(chorus x2)

Everybody gon' die one day
Whether it's natural cause it's a gunplay
But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from monday to sunday

(verse 2)

Don't blame me
Blame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh)
The game needed this
Lloyd banks aka mr. i don't feed a bitch
Don't need a bitch

I stay there when i need a bitch
You want a trick you need to switch
Cause i don't think you could beat this bitch (whoa)
This is all i gotta have to blow
So whether it's fast or slow
Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh)
Pop the back
Pass the dro
Roll about a half an o
The git citizenship my pimp is international (yee)
You gotta agree
These motherfuckas will probably find
Bin laden before they find a nigga hotter than me
We on top as far as i can see
And since the hood watching me
My regular trip to the mall is a shopping spree (damn)
I'm the #1 draft pick none of ya'll are topping me (uh huh)
I move around with the plastic you ain't dropping me (uh huh)
They show me love on my city
They fuckin with me and i'm fuckin with them
Nigga g-unit till the end (gea)

(chorus x2)

(lloyd banks)

Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So i suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence)
And you'll no longer be walkin (walkin)
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So i suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence) nigga.. (nigga)


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