Lloyd Banks
Lloyd Banks - Warrior Pt. 2 songtekst
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Remix Lloyd Banks! Ha ha! It's like a throne that he dont even own He wont sit down, given the crown he just throws it around It's like a joke he's like a king, but he dont rule a thing He dont want the diamonds, want the gold or want the jewelry He dont want the fame dont want the lute he's in this for a sport Runnin circles with the competition on the court He appreciates your support but he aint beggin for it And you cant love it you can hate it but you cant ignore it You cant be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short But you cant fuck with his last joint or the one before it And he was gonna raise hell like them country boys And if I'm frontin then you better come confront me for it This Is The Story Of A Warrior I Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise It aint healthy To Be Makin Niggaz Paranoid Hit Your Corner With my weapon I Dont Need My Boyz Im Doin 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a Fuck About You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game He's straight outta the neighborhood but Niggaz hate They see you go and eat your dinner off a bigger plate Your stomachs ache while he's loungin at the big estate And he hops in a 100 thousands with a Nigga's gate House with just a bigger gate , houndin him's a big mistake He wont surrender he'd rather give up a rib to break Cuz he remember when they wouldnt lend a helpin hand So he was sittin on green like a Celtic fan Created a buzz so when you gotta mention his name When you discuss him the illest playa that's in the game And he's ridin with Em, 50 cent, Doc and them G Unit records aint no motherfuckin stoppin them This Is The Story Of A Warrior I Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise It aint healthy To Be Makin Niggaz Paranoid Hit Your Corner With my weapon I Dont Need My Boyz Im Doin About 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a Fuck About You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game He's no magician man they can't made somethin outta nothin So now niggaz from his hood act like we owe em somethin They talk crazy til we send this nigga in there to buck em Ask 'em if theres a problem and they'll say naw its nothin He's been tryin to help em out, but since they fronted, fuck em He dont care how they feel they can hate em or love em He hold it down on his own the kid is really thuggin He's rich now, he aint change since these Niggaz think he buggin' He bullet proof everything Niggaz try to buck him Keep 2 pistols on ya hip I show you we aint tuck em Niggaz say they gon' get at him but they cant touch him Try to catch em slippin, they creepin and he start bustin This Is The Story Of A Warrior I Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise It AInt Nothin' To Be Makin' Niggaz Paranoid Hit Your Corner With my weapon I Don't Need My Boyz Im Doin' About 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a Fuck About You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game I can give you niggaz somethin' you can talk about I can turn your smile upside down You ain't no G, you a fuckin' clown I can take your girl until I turn her out Don't hold it in, let it all out I can give you fuckin' somethin' to be mad about Invite her in send her back out With my DNA all in her mouth