Correction Paroles Lloyd Banks | Funk Flex | #Freestyle187 par Lloyd Banks

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For the haters for whatever its worth, I wish 'em well
Was sick when Kobe died, laughed when Oprah fell
Learn you n***as by respect, took price and show and tell
Nothing like what you'd expect hide from broken shelves
You bugging and tugging on two straps, they both Chanel
My name been holding weight, I mailed them broke the scale
Fake bowlers suffer from L's and choking spells
Cooked a thousand, now they mediocre, he smokеd as well
I did flew around the world, split backs in Mеdellin
Orange and blue Captain Baxter stella team
Still one of the most underrated you ever seen
A fiend, I know screams to the smell green
Hotter than Hannah Lana not 9 blocks of pimpin scene
Targets f.y's and mom and pops in between
Customize and make a pom box fit your team
Must be bombs lay you on your loans get your streams
N***as is damn near dead corner you know
Then stepping over old friends in 40 below Tim's
50 men entourages with no grins
Everything but a rocket launcher the rose grim
Matching firearms I'm going to reload twins
Human sacrifices let me hold 10
Where the f**k is that does he still got his sh*t from
Flex the only time I miss a steps when i skip one
Grind now celebrate when the flip done
Cool with it, long as the outcome is income
I'm the sh*t son, the HNIC in son
Jamaican posse click run, he made me body sh*t young
Always been ahead of the game and have to change with it
Anybody pulled out cement I put my name in it
26 had to go on my first cage visit
Stay out the way because hollow tips don't got an age limit
You can be NBA size and rage shrem it
Send me a kid package with my accolades in it
Color money get you black rocks white beaches
I lay it on her she gonna come twice like sneezes
Until the weather freezes it's all light seasons
25 clips is all light features, sip tags Off-white sneakers
Sharpening my weapon to protect my gift
Never seen the goose in my studio if you catch my drift
My rap clip too heavy for sneak dissing
Whoever threw a clout chasing'd have the street sshifting
My saddle like real bright i'm deep dishing
Same O.G, moon rocking for remixing
Plug up a boom box, I drop an elite victim
The slugs in the toolbox when club and we reach with
N***as be up here rapping with the p*n*s
Before the next n***a come up here capping let me scream first
Go digging plane hoes looking for the end of rainbows
It's called adreno it's so good it got a halo
Anything is alfredo when you on payroll
From straight out the 80s, dookie link calm Kangol
N***as jacking the lingo on the lawn binkle
Pa**port full of visas where your balls ain't go
I was always the sickest one in the moon
30 30 with a zoomer hit the main on the moon
Boom

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