Lloyd Banks - Change
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Check Check
[Verse 1]
Nigga you feelin like a frog when you jump
One leap will bring ya from the bar to the trunk
From the trunk to the dump
Ima rain on em, put the chump on a slump
Like a rib shot, thats what the customers want
Dont ya?, This aint ya typical story
Thefore i dont fall in the category
Im cool, calm and collective, Yukon or the Lexis
Blue chronic for breakfast, to match with the necklace
Dimes all way down till the rats wanna check this
Reckless, born treacherous, sworn specialist
Especially, if ya rest next to me
Nigga come testin me youll get the gun recipe
These old niggas want the new born sound
Actin like they dont know who hold New York down
Yea i use to buy knicks, ten years later
Now im super fly slick without a roof on my whip, shit
I slip 100 proof till im ripped
And wave at the haters, got em root canal sick
Tell me you niggas like to make a scene so the lamas close
That kind of shit dont fly like Mama jokes
We got em long, short, all kind of toast
Boy i done left shit trails all around the coast
To places you gettin round by boat
I get a pound, i smoke, i put it down, im dope
Im on scope when i pass the block, i make traffic stop
A product of everything that made the apple rott
This apple jacks, way long before the platnium plaques
The pro-tools and the wax
Take a step back before ya catch a contact
The flow s like a M-16 wit the arm strapped
Ima bomb on these niggas till they cant bomb back
The hiroshima demeanor, microphone crack
[Chorus]
Alot of shit has changed since i came
Yall done came around here fuckin up the game
Therefore i aint servin nuttin but the pain
You playin, im hungier than a mothafucka man
Rob a store before you walk around poor
Cause you aint gettin from me you grown boy
You fuelin up my fire when you hate
So Ima lean on you till you make a mistake
I cant wait
[Verse 2]
And to the curtains close
its just me, the tooly, and them purple O s,
Endo overload, drive like i own the roads
these niggas is puss, thats why my shoulders cold
Mac by the toilet bowl
Im ridin filthy in the Beamer
Cause i can have lima and a colina bring it to a misdemeanor
You drown in deep water
Every nigga around come from the street corner
Where you need your heat on ya
Im on recline while my next CD climb
South Side greedy dine, red wine, DB 9
NYPD grind, why?, it aint a easy grind
A nigga try to get mine ima feed him nine
And its graffiti time, niggas sprayin your mural
For tryin to be a muthafuckin hero
Im fresh, fly and flashy, best guy if you ask me
Jet by on em nasty, nigga you in a taxi
I cant wait
[Chorus]
Alot of shit has changed since i came
Yall done came around here fuckin up the game
Therefore i aint servin nuttin but the pain
You playin, im hungier than a mothafucka man
Rob a store before you walk around poor
Cause you aint gettin from me you grown boy
You fuelin up my fire when you hate
So Ima lean on you till you make a mistake
I cant wait
Ha Ha haaaaaaaaaaaa
Yeaaa, ugh, GGGGG-Unit
Boyyyyyyyyyyyy Inne utwory
Smile Me against the world Playboy II When the chips are down Get clapped Radio free roscoe theme One night stand Bitches like you Sharada His eye is on the sparrow Cake Breathe freestyle Ny ny Get it shawty Everything is everything Playa shit Losowe utwory
[Koma]
Nie igraj z ogniem kiedy chcesz uniknąć poparzeń
To ciąg dalszy zdarzeń, ciąg dalszy wrażeń
Ciągle sobie wierny
Tak jak Stallone żyje na krawędzi
Igrać z żywiołem, właśnie to mnie nęci
Na to nie brakuje chęci
Czas nieubłaganie pędzi
A nowe...
Od najmłodszych swoich lat
Żyłem bez wiary w waszej prawdy sens
Wciąż mam przed sobą to
Stalowy skot przed oknem mym
Ciemne sprawy i pusty dom
Wciąż mam pamięć o nadziei mej
Ciemne sprawy i pusty dom
Niech skończą się
Bo jak pies już nigdy nie będę...
Puk, puk
Puk, puk
Puk, puk
Puk, puk
Dziś nie obchodzi mnie już nic
Skręcony dżef zaraz będzie się tlić
Nie pójdziem stąd, póki nie zostanie nic
To jedna z tych bib, na których muszę być
W baryku tequila, samogon i Campari
Klimat jak w Miami, parują okulary
Chodź z nami, siądziem w sofie, jarniem dżefa
Natura Killa, sztynks, w rachubę...
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Its Understanding Why
I Take When I Owe
I Can t Explain
But It Seems Like Its Going Wrong Again
And It Feels Like Its Going Wrong Again
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Misunderstanding...
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Oh happy day (oh happy day)
When jesus washed (when jesus washed)
When jesus washed (when jesus washed)
When jesus washed (when jesus washed)
Washed my sins away
(oh happy day) oh happy day
(oh happy day)
Lá, lá, lá...
Oh happy day (oh happy day)
Oh happy day (oh happy day)
When jesus washed...