that, you a grimy nigga [50 Cent] Yea Yea [Chorus- 50 Cent (girl)]x2 Bitch get off me (dont do it like that) Back up off me bitch (dont do it
Превод: Ллоид Банкс. Битцх Пусти ме фт. Тхе Продиги и 50 Цент.
t over, aiyyo Banks talk to 'em [Lloyd Banks] + (P. Diddy) I got a industry gangstress that argues and steams the reefer (uh huh) And flip when I call her bitch
) wait a minute [x2] [Lloyd Banks] I'm who they be, Chronic by the P, living comfortably Come with me, round and some would see why they fuck with me
New York City You are now rocking with the best Lloyd Banks G-Unit We on fire up in here It's burning hot, we on fire Shorty take it off, if it get too
a swear jar and have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't dare start you 'll never see me again, Amelia Earhart I'm poppin' a wheelie off to a really
to get shit confused I wasn't even in New York, I was just on the cruise Somewhere way out in the islands with your bitch in the cruise oops my bitch in the cruise, dudes get
don't know who responsible All I know who spittin' all I know who givin' Me all this cash, just to put down twelve to get in yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me
get it got to get it And you can roll if you with it I got to get it got to get it The world and what's in it And you can get it you can get it In a
if I don't get the pussy, I'm a get the brain Whether she knows or don't know what the Scriptures saying I'm a player with a league pass, ma I get the
get in the way of my chedda Man, 'cause I'm a drama setter I don't go looking for no trouble But somehow the trouble always finds me Don't make me
Lloyd Banks] Niggas Know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you get too
the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news [Lloyd Banks] I get little (?) mad cause I'm flossin' bad I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch
vroom vroom) start it up (vroom vroom) wait a minute [Lloyd Banks] big blue, cotton city shoe cotton candy coupe hard knock, orphan Annie loop off the stoop play with me
put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and only
of F, I ain't got time for Jacob I'm still on the strip, tryin to get my grims off Nigga tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand off I put a hole in your
make me feel (Good!), ma you make me feel (Good!) Miss you make me feel (Good!), girl you make me feel (Good!) Bitch you make me feel (Good!), ma you
get your ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks Wild gun style what the fuck y'all think.. [Lloyd Banks - Verse 8] Niggas aint got nuttin' on me
