Lirik Lagu Work Magic - Lloyd Banks Featuring Young Buck
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[LB] I'm gon' ride! {*repeat 2X*}[LB] They gon' ride![LB] We all gon' ride!
[Lloyd Banks]I've come from the heart of South SideHoldin it down for my niggaz that diedI gotta dizzy bird on my sidePop shit and get your whole mouth wired
[Verse One: Lloyd Banks]Baby that's right stay off the payrollI have niggaz scrapin the skin off your facewith the same shit that peel the potatoesI thank the Lord for my blessings, and I'm glad he gave usThe willpower, and the reflexes of Larry DavisYou don't wanna see my block forminThat's a hundred and one dawgsAnd I don't mean the ones with the spots on 'emWe're respected highlyCause you ain't gotta practice gymnastics to catch a bodyMe and money's like Whitney, next to BobbyIf I bring all my niggaz I need an extra lobbyAs soon as you ain't around Jake, you get your ass whippedfor chips, now that's the real definition of poundcakeI got the crown snake, and you can tell when I'm shoppinCause when the mall stampedin you feel the ground shakeI got a car I only drive on ThursdaysI'm a stunner, Banks blows more cake than birthdays
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks - repeat 2X]Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scaredI'm headed for the top, and I'm almost thereOh yeah! Shiny shit right hereI work magic and make you niggaz dissapear
[Verse Two: Young Buck]You know how I gets down, this pound hold six roundsI told you I'd be back bitch, talk that shit now!You hear that fo'-fifth sound, duck when I spit roundsCause this ain't Beverly Hills, you in the Bricks nowWe ain't got shit down here but dope and guns for saleYou get your head cracked, then niggaz don't run and tellIt's like we sell crack, get caught head back to jailWe on that "Fuck the Police" shit, we're livin in hellYou better guard your grill homey and stand your ground<
[Lloyd Banks]I've come from the heart of South SideHoldin it down for my niggaz that diedI gotta dizzy bird on my sidePop shit and get your whole mouth wired
[Verse One: Lloyd Banks]Baby that's right stay off the payrollI have niggaz scrapin the skin off your facewith the same shit that peel the potatoesI thank the Lord for my blessings, and I'm glad he gave usThe willpower, and the reflexes of Larry DavisYou don't wanna see my block forminThat's a hundred and one dawgsAnd I don't mean the ones with the spots on 'emWe're respected highlyCause you ain't gotta practice gymnastics to catch a bodyMe and money's like Whitney, next to BobbyIf I bring all my niggaz I need an extra lobbyAs soon as you ain't around Jake, you get your ass whippedfor chips, now that's the real definition of poundcakeI got the crown snake, and you can tell when I'm shoppinCause when the mall stampedin you feel the ground shakeI got a car I only drive on ThursdaysI'm a stunner, Banks blows more cake than birthdays
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks - repeat 2X]Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scaredI'm headed for the top, and I'm almost thereOh yeah! Shiny shit right hereI work magic and make you niggaz dissapear
[Verse Two: Young Buck]You know how I gets down, this pound hold six roundsI told you I'd be back bitch, talk that shit now!You hear that fo'-fifth sound, duck when I spit roundsCause this ain't Beverly Hills, you in the Bricks nowWe ain't got shit down here but dope and guns for saleYou get your head cracked, then niggaz don't run and tellIt's like we sell crack, get caught head back to jailWe on that "Fuck the Police" shit, we're livin in hellYou better guard your grill homey and stand your ground<
