Lirik Lagu Ain't No Click - Lloyd Banks
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[Intro - Tony Yayo (Lloyd Banks)]Yeah Nigga!We fuckin back! Hunger for More!Tony's Home!Yo Banks I told these nigga's man(Ya'll done fucked up now)
[Chorus - Lloyd Banks]Aint No click like the one I'm wit'If the drama gets thick, It's the guns I get (Now)G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit (Down)We gettin' doh' everywhere we goAnd it's killin' em' slow just to hear me blow (Now)G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)If you ain't reppin where you from-Sit Down!
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]By now I know you done seen meOn ya' stadium or TV, with 380 on the EVI skeet babies on ya breezyAnd I aint' stoppin', Only Jack the Jacob could freeze meSqueeze me and its bye bye goneWe got guns like Popeye's armI put a ring on every finger but the rats still askin''Cause there's one on all of mine, I'm the rap Phil JacksonI built the rep for muder on every Who KidKay Slay, and Big Mike, admit it the kid tightAnd you aint' even put up a fight, so its back to the amateursWrappin' ya' sandwiches, I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand wit' usThey hop in the van wit us and clap on camerasI hit the clubs, now I'm back tourin' Canada'sAmongst weed smokers and crap floor gamblers
[Chorus]
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]Make sure the birds don't get brought to himI watched Kobe go from the Basketball Court to the courtroomGo'head try to do my harm soliderAnd you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmowerAnd I'll be damn if I cosign a old snitchThat was gangbangin' when Jaws was a GoldfishIve been named New York's screamin' on the streetFor bullying the baseline and leanin' on the beatI'm well known now so you see me on the creepSchemin' on a freak, fan base leanin' on the jeepT
[Chorus - Lloyd Banks]Aint No click like the one I'm wit'If the drama gets thick, It's the guns I get (Now)G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit (Down)We gettin' doh' everywhere we goAnd it's killin' em' slow just to hear me blow (Now)G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)If you ain't reppin where you from-Sit Down!
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]By now I know you done seen meOn ya' stadium or TV, with 380 on the EVI skeet babies on ya breezyAnd I aint' stoppin', Only Jack the Jacob could freeze meSqueeze me and its bye bye goneWe got guns like Popeye's armI put a ring on every finger but the rats still askin''Cause there's one on all of mine, I'm the rap Phil JacksonI built the rep for muder on every Who KidKay Slay, and Big Mike, admit it the kid tightAnd you aint' even put up a fight, so its back to the amateursWrappin' ya' sandwiches, I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand wit' usThey hop in the van wit us and clap on camerasI hit the clubs, now I'm back tourin' Canada'sAmongst weed smokers and crap floor gamblers
[Chorus]
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]Make sure the birds don't get brought to himI watched Kobe go from the Basketball Court to the courtroomGo'head try to do my harm soliderAnd you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmowerAnd I'll be damn if I cosign a old snitchThat was gangbangin' when Jaws was a GoldfishIve been named New York's screamin' on the streetFor bullying the baseline and leanin' on the beatI'm well known now so you see me on the creepSchemin' on a freak, fan base leanin' on the jeepT
