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Lloyd Banks
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[Intro] Uh Yeah [Verse 1] Opportunity called you, but your moment flew, they over you Niggas sleepin', I had to deal with comas too, I'm overdue Trauma, I know exactly what you're goin' through, they turnin' you Mind your business if issues gon' concern you too I've turned into the villain Marble round house like I'm Brazilian Euro engine revvin', Louis brown pouch for heat concealin' Reg' to resin, quarantinin' for months, two P's for peelin' You a workin' nigga, ain't no timeouts, just keep on buildin' Niggas' grandfathers had been been on wax, deceitful children Sixty minutes of an album all cap, who keeps it spinnin'? I can neutralize the shit you talkin' 'bout, two Jeeps for drillin' Calm you down, you take the Energizer out, you be just chillin' You can be blunt 'fore they notice me, no one as cold as me Won't be no, "Come and talk," no Jodeci, check out my potency None of you old niggas hold the key, no runnin' over me I kept it safe, where's my holding fee? Back where it's supposed to be [Chorus] Prepare for the impact, this is my get-back Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six pack It's too much here to chit-chat, I'll never get that The radar looks for vehicles, gotta keep all the whips black Get money and sit back until this shit crack Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six pack It's too much here to chit-chat, I'll never get that The radar looks for vehicles, gotta keep all the whips black [Verse 2] Uh, niggas lucky they dealin' with my older mind, I'm overshined Watch them groupies, they turn into the Cobra Kai, I hold the nine Gotta salute me, see me, form a soldier line, uphold the don Stackin' this fuckin' paper case this COVID climbs They open blinds, it's spooky Killin' this ice like Yamaguchi Shit, I gotta carry, tripping's my vice, Bahamas usually I ain't gotta aim and come up with hits, my style an Uzi Camera lights, I got a lifestyle of clips fresh out a movie Fuck a hater and they fingers, won't none of your commas move me Dog, your niggas better do the right thing like Sal and Mookie Poppa shot me in the world to live big, Kangol to Coogi Foggy memories of victims I slid, hangovers woozy Middle fingers to the police, come check out my frozey arm Big money, toss this Ember Rollie on, I know my co-de strong When niggas switchin' sides, he know he wrong, wish all my phonies home It's time to heat up, I been cultured on, you niggas just holdin' on [Chorus] Prepare for the impact, this is my get-back Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six pack It's too much here to chit-chat, I'll never get that The radar looks for vehicles, gotta keep all the whips black Get money and sit back until this shit crack Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six pack It's too much here to chit-chat, I'll never get that The radar looks for vehicles, gotta keep all the whips black
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