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Lloyd Banks

On The Arm

 

On The Arm

(アルバム: 5 And Better Series Vol. 3: The Cold Corner - 2009)


Turn it up a little
Yeaah

Yeah, guap till the sock, excuse me while I hug the block
Niggas know I'm hot, love me or love me not
Ladies in the spot, hey hug me and they want me pops
Mercedes of the lot, Panini you a chunky knot
I'm the sickest nigga hands down bar for bar
Hood nigga with the swam round armor car
2 stack chronic jar OJ and tonic bar
4 24's rims spin like sonic, uh
Nothing to cripple ya, not anyone particular
I run right over these niggas, homicide be hitting ya
Mama, I been killing em, chopping out the middle man
Popping out in Italy, product bring the zeroes in
Chevy and Camaro wings stunt window seminor
Bars made of heroin my hotel a 7 star
Hard time inheriting embedded in a nigga heart
On point 24/7 ain't a bigger job

Flee, for you see the U-N-I-T
It's y'all against we, that's how it's gon be
My niggas riding till the tank on "E"
Ain't no money on ya head, for free no fee
Greenlight on all the niggas, O.D
No sleep, I'm a tell ya like the nigga told me (maaan)
Nigga hating on a g, '03
Whole week run the city that's just how it's gon be (Aaaaand)

I don't give a fuck about your rep bro
The heat I'll turn He-Man Carmen electra
And I've been elected the underground president
Humble when I accept it, trouble if I get messed with
Stumbling out the exit, running out with ya head hit
Heart full of fear, fitted full of that red shit
Shout out to all the niggas I get bread with
And the weed-man that got me working on my next hit
Labels don't matter I burn your house down
Niggas was talking shit last year, they quiet as a mouse now
Firepower on every couch now
They show me love in the town that's where it counts clown
It's 1 family, 1 life, 1 love, 1 lighter, 1 dub
Shiny snaked off snub, I'm a drug
The boat got a leak? I am the plug
I am legend 'rari engine revving, dip till I extend in heaven

Flee, for you see the U-N-I-T
It's y'all against we, that's how it's gon be
My niggas riding till the tank on "E"
Ain't no money on ya head, for free no fee
Greenlight on all the niggas, O.D
No sleep, I'm a tell ya like the nigga told me (maaan)
Nigga hating on a g, '03
Whole week run the city that's just how it's gon be (Aaaaand)

You know what this is
The p.l.k flow
You know
As we proceed on

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