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Lloyd Banks

Another 70 Bars (I'm Back)

 

Another 70 Bars (I'm Back)


Yeahhh I'm Back
It's your nigga
BANKS

30 deep or on own your still a victim
5 niggas with me and then we goin jena 6 em
Next time don't speak without permission
You know you're not livin like you're on television
Tell 'em why you mad at me
Cause your break's gone had to be
That to me is a allergy
Look at my neck that's a salary
And it don't take battery to turn you into a casualty
Don't take a astron out the squeeze
Leave the New York weather for a tropic breeze
He's all about G's, G's turn to M's, M's turn to V's
V's turn corners into P's please you see me hurt it ain't a question
Kicks all on that nigga David Beckham
Punchline overflow over the limit in the Rover low
It move betta over snow I'll make reign so long that my shoulder go
Only 25 but I can fly like I'm older though
Nigga, who you think they imitate?
Nothin but food on my dinna plate
Watch how I demonstrate
I'm still riding dirty though, glocks on the interstate
Rollin with the window down let the outty eight ventilate
Don't go bringin the drama on the hymn
You'll get knock off like Obama if he wins
My skins is like the bottom of my timbs
Alligator print when I walk I limp
You niggas is playin fire in the dark
Don't play with gangrene you'll lose a part
A toe, couple, a foot, a fuckin leg, a arm, a head, all over what the fucker said
Cool & calm, I'm palm, nothing but the bread, oops, a line alarm like something red
Da toughest, Da flyest, Da coolest
No "Yes, man" around here just shooters
Look I'm Unit til' I die
It travel through my veins til' my blood run dry
If a nigga did somethin he can't look u in the eye
He must got a chip give him a cookie on the side
Get high if you with me though
Yea My 4's are 54's
You can't see me on your tippy toes
I'm shining diamond louder than a hippie's clothes
I dream about at land I gotta to get me those
I got platinum hands and I'm picky so
Don't step to me with your titties low
I'm saggin cause I'm movin with the magnum
I do it for murda they threw 25 at him
I do it for seth he took 20 more than that
A matter fact for my niggas that's neva comin back
I'm no throw away and I'm fly like photo day
Old head I don't show no gray
I ain't putting up shit let the promoter pay
If not kids drop on their shoulder blades
It's the end of waiting you've been having
But I've been having my own that's why I've been dragging
On my road to the riches the custom made 6's
Straight bar strippas and my hotel slippas
Don Perrion and moe sippas
Friends, cousins, I even bone sistas on christmas shit it was part of her wishlist
I act no harder to live with
Loyalty is goin extinct
These lil' half a brain niggas don't kno how to think
I think they ain't slowin down my weed bowl at the sink
My eyes match with the light, the light go with the mink
Yeah

You know just warming up
2 G's up yoooo kno
Stupid

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