Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Rap City Freestyle lyrics

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Yea One





I'm in the spaceship A.M.G. kitted

New valaw suits with grey & green fitted

Startin hear **** from the n***a I babysittin

Personality with a lil' lady in it

If I wasn; t a rapper or some kind of entertainer

I probably be the victim of the jail in the chamber

Jake on my tail waitin' for me to slip

And they kno I got tha money for bail that's why they trip b***h

The boy blues with a real n***a dig

Twenty-Four with a movie theater in the crib

You could put your money on me ain't no fluke

The boy ain't no Ice cube, and ain't Snoop

He ain't no Eazy-E, he ain't no Dre

He ain't no Pac, He ain't goin pop just run away

All this out the blue switch sides as a punk

I Shoulda of known that you were a dick ryda from jump yep

I'm one of the realest n***a's that did it,

Anything you ever heard me on I shitted,

I spread the flow to the masses and he bit it,

Got a tear drop, a ghetto pass, and ran with it,

I know a couple of n***as that would love to fry his hat,

Put a Butterfly Blade on his Butterfly Tat,

You know me lowkey, rubber side strap,

Play with me if you wanna it will be one hell of a summer,

Game was a G-unit groupie, they made a flick about b***h ass n***as he be in a movie

I'm in a beach house palm tree and jacuzi,

Bad chick me and a smoothie,

Now all I got is heat and tough talk for you,

Pepper spray your f**kin' eyes up just for you,

I'm feelin' like I'm gonna lose my cool, sooner or later,

All over a hater, ain't no man more important then paper.

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