- Lloyd Banks Rotten Apple 歌詞
- Lloyd Banks
- Yeah, niggaz its 2006
And Im back in this bitch
G-UnitWhen
I come through
Im comfortable49s 45s a pump or two
We dont permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you?
Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
And you can roll if you with it
I got to get it got to get it
The world and whats in it
And you can get it you can get it
In a New York minute
I got to get it got to get it
Rap gone get that boy found in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he
Schwarzenegger
Fools dont take him
I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from the sizzler
The drama is a part of the story that
Im a give ya
The black mags and back stabs are so familiar
The knapsacks and black bags are full of scrilla
That lame aint a killa he softer than chinchilla
And Im a
GT see a 4 door wheeler
Matter fact this summer its 44 4 wheelers45 on my side shorty ride for his pride
Forty eyes on the prize now
Im energized
Nothin but shiny shit around the neck n rims
Bitches only come around when ya gettin record spins
What a way to double up,
Im headin on my second wind
Rollin luggage on the jet
I aint gotta check it in
When I come through
Im comfortable49s 45s a pump or two
We dont permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you?
Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
And you can roll if you with it
I got to get it got to get it
The world and whats in it
And you can get it you can get it
In a New York minute
I got to get it got to get it
This is heroin medicine that morphine flow
My gun go off nigga and everybody know
I hold it down with the pound three hundred and fifty seven ways
Hollow tip graze ell put a part through ya waves
Half Christian half killa half man half gorilla
I pop somethin do a nigga dirty for that scrilla
Now Im floored
Ds kick the door, found me on the floor
By my toilet tryna flush that raw, toilet wouldnt flush
Im fucked
Half a brick of yay goin round and round
Mary J my life
Im goin down
It sounds like we all came up the same
Nigga Im for real they just rappin mane
Find out when the semis come out
Ill blow the engine out ya hemi no doubt
Im New York cities pharaoh,
Ill have you starin
Down the barrel, you got em good, get em its cool, hit em
When I come through
Im comfortable49s 45s a pump or two
We dont permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you?
Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
And you can roll if you with it
I got to get it got to get it
The world and whats in it
And you can get it you can get it
In a New York minute
I got to get it got to get it
You about to get that ass caught up in some shit
We about to show that ass howit get
When the jealousy turn envy n the shit
Turn deadly the innocent gets hit
Pull up in them whips tinted out spittin out
Hollows and they rip, niggaz apart in the dark
Or its day time its good with me
Just cool
I brought the whole hood with me
We had a Gabriel right before
MTVSo we can g him to give us that chain for cheap
We got David and
Jacob for them bracelets and rings
Cause our verse in the hood makes their names ring
She take a picture with me on
B E TShe the new talk of the hood its
P C POne taste of the stick she hooked like fish
Me banks and have got this shit vice gripped
When I come through
Im comfortable49s 45s a pump or two
We dont permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you?
Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
And you can roll if you with it
I got to get it got to get it
The world and whats in it
And you can get it you can get it
In a New York minute
I got to get it got to get it
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