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Lloyd Banks - Ain't No Click lyrics
[Tony Yayo] Yee nigga Fuckin back hunger for more Tony's home Yo Banks I told these niggas man [Lloyd Banks] Yall done fucked up now Yee! Yeeeeee! [Tony Yayo] Here We go [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Aint no click like the one I'm with If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now) If you aint reppin where you from this is (Down) We gettin dough everywhere we go And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now) If you aint reppin where you from sit down [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] By now I know you done seen me On your stadium or TV with three eighty on the EV I skeet babies on your breezy and I aint stoppin Only Jake the Jacob could freeze me Leaves me and its bye bye gone We got guns like Pop-eye arms I put a ring on their finger But the rats still askin cause theres one in all they mind Im the Rap Phil Jackson n I built a rep for murderin every Whoo Kid, Kayslay and Big Mike admit it the kid tight, And you aint even put up a fight so its back to da amatures, Wrapped in ya sandwhiches I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand with us They hop in the van with us and clap on cameras I hit the clubs now I'm back tourin Canada Amongst weed smokers, and crap floor gamblers [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Make sure the birds dont get brought to 'em I watched Kobe go from the basketball court to the courtroom Go ahead try n do me harm soldier you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower And I'll be damn if I co-sign a old snitch that was gangbangin when jaws was a goldfish I'm the name they all screamin on the street for bullyin the bassline and leanin on the beat I'm well known now so you see me on the creeps schemin on a freak fan blade leanin on a jeep Aint walkin with the fire, so if you say banks in ya verse then you better be talkin bout Tyra From PA to LA, Atlanta to Texas, Nashville to Memphis, My buzz is tremendous I pass thru the city slow, but the hit the gas on the silly hoe Dumps like ass in my video [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Aint no click like the one I'm with If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now) If you aint reppin where you from this is (Down) We gettin dough everywhere we go And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now) If you aint reppin where you from sit down [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] (Ayo banks let me put some work in, its been a while) Ayo, uno, dos, tres, cuatro my clique eat like the 12 holy apostles And bust down models in flushed out tahoes jewels froze look like we hit the lotto P89, my clique filled wit hollows stun in the club get hit with yellow bottles Don't speak ma, if your neck dont swallow cuz 50 push bentleys and Dre push Diablos That Eminem money got cash in my eskro screws Mcduck say swimmin in my cash flow Yay rappers cracked man I got the best blow best flow, Banks put me in the booth lets go think like castro, Games in the lasso dont jump in the Benz without steps on the petro God gave me this flow so I am special and 16 bars nigga I'm finished, finito! [Chorus] [Tony Yayo] We Told YAll Muthafuckas Man! Yall Niggas Look Like Us And Smell Like Us But Your Not Us Man! Lloyd Banks Hunger For More! We Back Nigga! 50 The General! Young Dezzy Buck! Game! The Rap Game Is Ours Nigga! Hunger For More! Rida Music Nigga! This For Them Gangsta, Them Generals, Them Comrades! Uh Huh! This Is Rida Music! (HaHa) |
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