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      Lloyd Banks

      Album: Lloyd Banks DJ Slimer DJ On Point - Sweet 16s Vol.10

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      Lloyd Banks - Work Magic Música y Letra

      I´m gon ride, I´m gon ride, they gon ride, we all gon ride, (yea)
      I come from the heart of southside (yea)
      Holdin it down for my niggas that died (yea)
      I gotta busy bird on my side (yea)
      Pop shit and get yo whole mouth wide (yea)
      
      [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
      
      Baby had tried to steal off the payroll
      Ill have niggas scrappin the skin off the ya face with the same shit they peal a potato (whoo)
      I thank the lord for my blessings and im glad he gave us the will power and reflexes of larry davis (ohh)
      You dont wanna see my block formin´ (uh huh)
      Thats a 101 doggs and i dont mean the ones with the spots on em
      Were respected highly
      ´cause you dont need to practice gymnastics to catch a body (oh)
      Me and moneys like Whitney, next to Bobby (uh huh)
      If i bring all my niggas ill need an extra lobby (uh huh)
      As soon as you aint around jake (jake)
      You getcha ass whipped for chips
      Now thats the real definition of poundcake
      I got the crownsnake
      And you can tell when im shoppin ´cause when the mall stampedin´ you´ll feel the ground shake
      I got a car i only drive on Thursdays (haha)
      Im a stunna, banks blows more cake then birthdays
      
      [Chorus - Lloyd Banks]
      
      Look at here, aint nobody ´round here scared (uh uh)
      I´m headin for the top and im almost there
      Oh yeeuh this shiny shit right here
      Ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear
      
      Look at here, aint nobody ´round here scared
      I´m headin for the top and im almost there
      Oh yeeuh this shiny shit right here
      Ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear
      
      [Verse 2: Young Buck]
      
      You know how i gets down
      This pound hold six rounds
      I told you i´d be back bitch
      Talk that shit now
      You hear that fo fif [.45] sound
      Duck when i spit rounds
      ´cause this aint beverly hills
      You in the bricks now
      We aint got shit down here but dope and guns for sell
      You get yo head cracked and niggas dont run and tell
      Its like we sell crack get caught head back to jail
      We on that fuck the police shit
      We livin in hell
      You betta guard yo grill homey
      And stand yo ground
      These bullets burn
      They hit whoevers standin around
      I never learn even after i took a couple shots
      I just got me some band-aids and bought a couple glocks
      Had to go on a rampage and hit a couple blocks
      Once they hear that 12-gauge thats when the trouble stops (boom)
      If its beef then im ready to ride
      Just come to casheville you can find me on the southside (mothafucka)
      
      [Chorus]
      
      [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
      
      Now i aint from Michigan but im in the Fab 5
      You know, Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, You know my fuckin name
      Whether the truck or train
      My minds stuck on the grind
      ´cause sumwhere down the line, alot of suckas came
      Yeahh aint talkin shit
      But we can all tell he ass
      Jags are black his eyes like the R-Kelly mask (ah)
      You gotta blast me yo (yo)
      ´cause the louisville will have yo head lookin like the top of a pistachio
      The young gunner with a raspy flow
      Got every boyfriend thinkin they girlfriends a nasty hoe
      My heart laughin a small
      Maybe its ´cause my grandpop dropped right after the ball
      Banks hops out bulletproof this, bulletproof that, bulletproofs snorkle when you hot they hawk you
      I got the hood on my shoulda
      Chain big as a boulder
      The 357 tucka
      Mothafucka
      
      [Chorus]
      
      Yeeuhh [laughs]
      Muthafucka
      Im here.. yeeuh
      Lloyd banks
      G-G-G-G-G G-Unit!!
      Money by any means...nigga

      Lloyd Banks - Work Magic Música y Letra

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