get shot - dooown! {NON STOP! } [shot] [Verse 1:] Uh! - PLK to kingpin! - You can't "pin" the "king" down (uh-huh!) I let somethin' swing 'round that'll knock thing down
never ever seen good trick You want a problem, start it up (vroom vroom) start it up (vroom vroom) start it up (vroom vroom) wait a minute [x2] [Lloyd Banks
top down ridin' round this muthaf-cka You n-ggas aint sayin nothin' Know I got that muthaf-ckin tre pound, 6 shots muthaf-cka I let it rotate N-ggas see me, ask me where Lloyd Banks
[Lloyd Banks] I just touched down, Ferrari to concrete I ain't even home and they 're talking about me fuck out my ear if you talking 'bout freedom nigger
the internet tryin to get our Email on [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot
tryin' to get our E-mail on [chorus - Lloyd Banks] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot
[Chorus: 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
page shot to death bullets to the head Niggaz holla out my name and its similar to rain Mothafuckas know Im comin so they runnin to they graves watch Swoop down
to run [Chorus: Lloyd Banks + Female Sample] Why run nigga, it's gon cost Its gon come nigga but till' the day it does Im'a hold my shit down, take it
rich you never ever seen good trick You want a problem, start it up (vroom vroom) start it up (vroom vroom) start it up (vroom vroom) wait a minute [Lloyd Banks
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
heavy I don't know If I should stunt for these hos again, cause I did that already Now here we go [Lloyd Banks - Verse 2] (Lloyd Banks) I don't give
will we fuck 'em up Dude you gonna get your ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks Wild gun style what the fuck y'all think.. [Lloyd Banks
I hear a lotta talkin' niggaz must be mad at banks But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as banks Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We
page Shot to death, bullets to the head Niggaz holla out my name And i'ts similar to rain Mothafuckas know I'm comin' So they runnin' to they graves Watch, swoop down
you don't want it with me You know you don't want it with me You, talk an' you soon you will see You don't want to bump heads with me [Lloyd Banks]
And got Glocks in the Lex so we ride behind cops (Break it down now) Broke days, we used to put water in our cereal Now we're crossing borders just to shoot
