Lirik Lagu Survival - Lloyd Banks
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[Lloyd Banks]So you say you a gangsta, riiightAre you really a rider, yeeaaYou dont take shit from no one, noooAnd got ya mind on ya muthafuckin dough, lets go
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]I'll be a South Side nigga till I rotEven tho I got the yacht in the million dollar botSuperman armor on the '69 drop0ut of every 70 rappers 69 flopi blowed a buck in the corner, just to get the feelMy head light smooth when I move the steering wheelI aint runnin from nothing, its top dollar to chillI pop bottles for real, with pop artists that killI move 2 mill, my backyard is a fieldI aint tough for the tube, I'll smack yall for realGo 'head hate on me now, you'll miss a nigga laterIm hood like butterholes and pissy elevatorsI went from playin the same block to BangkokSo I can get money between raindropsAnd my piece so heavy I pop a chain a weekAnd get so much pussy I cant sleep
[Chorus]Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my ownSo I had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottomIf you scared dont come 'round here, guns ammunition dont run out hereAs soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow
[Verse - Lloyd banks]I aint even got a liscence yet and got 7 cars, yepTV the same size as Kevin GarnettA brand new buzz, Mac 10 and a choppaWhite fan base cuz Eminem is my partnerIm a Ferrari and Jag copper, you a glass shopperI blow marijuana the color of grass hopperI aint a regular niggaAll the promoters pay 100 more to bring ya boy to SingaporeMy dress code got the best hoes jumpin on emEvisu's and Red Monkey with the monkey on emShelves'll leave a niggas food stamps blueLike a full tube of acid in ya shampooWe dont tolerate the cock-blockin out the bricksWe got fif's with the cop stoppers in the clipsWatch ya mouth bitch, there's rocks poppin out the wristsAnd my outfits, a eyestopper for the chicks
[Chorus]Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my ownSo I had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottomIf you scared dont come 'round here, guns ammunition dont run out hereAs soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]A nigga throw his hands up at me, I send a dummy harmedAnd had money wrong shoot him in his underarmPick up a shell, that'll be his lucky charmI got a chunky arm, Im a fucking DonI burn big everyday, nothing but the bongI dont cuddle, as soon as I get the nut im goneIm in a class all by myselfI'll whoop ya ass all by myselfI got white gold, rose gold, yellow gold, platinumYoung hoes, old hoes, yellow ones and black onesI been patiently waiting to get on my shit againSo this is for the corner they cornered a nigga inI wish you would try jump me, I'll wave the gat by yaAnd burn ya eyelashes off like a crack lighterNigga you stupid ridin by tryna blast meCuz my window got the glass from a taxi
[Chorus]Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my ownSo I had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottomIf you scared dont come 'round here, guns ammunition dont run out hereAs soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]I'll be a South Side nigga till I rotEven tho I got the yacht in the million dollar botSuperman armor on the '69 drop0ut of every 70 rappers 69 flopi blowed a buck in the corner, just to get the feelMy head light smooth when I move the steering wheelI aint runnin from nothing, its top dollar to chillI pop bottles for real, with pop artists that killI move 2 mill, my backyard is a fieldI aint tough for the tube, I'll smack yall for realGo 'head hate on me now, you'll miss a nigga laterIm hood like butterholes and pissy elevatorsI went from playin the same block to BangkokSo I can get money between raindropsAnd my piece so heavy I pop a chain a weekAnd get so much pussy I cant sleep
[Chorus]Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my ownSo I had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottomIf you scared dont come 'round here, guns ammunition dont run out hereAs soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow
[Verse - Lloyd banks]I aint even got a liscence yet and got 7 cars, yepTV the same size as Kevin GarnettA brand new buzz, Mac 10 and a choppaWhite fan base cuz Eminem is my partnerIm a Ferrari and Jag copper, you a glass shopperI blow marijuana the color of grass hopperI aint a regular niggaAll the promoters pay 100 more to bring ya boy to SingaporeMy dress code got the best hoes jumpin on emEvisu's and Red Monkey with the monkey on emShelves'll leave a niggas food stamps blueLike a full tube of acid in ya shampooWe dont tolerate the cock-blockin out the bricksWe got fif's with the cop stoppers in the clipsWatch ya mouth bitch, there's rocks poppin out the wristsAnd my outfits, a eyestopper for the chicks
[Chorus]Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my ownSo I had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottomIf you scared dont come 'round here, guns ammunition dont run out hereAs soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]A nigga throw his hands up at me, I send a dummy harmedAnd had money wrong shoot him in his underarmPick up a shell, that'll be his lucky charmI got a chunky arm, Im a fucking DonI burn big everyday, nothing but the bongI dont cuddle, as soon as I get the nut im goneIm in a class all by myselfI'll whoop ya ass all by myselfI got white gold, rose gold, yellow gold, platinumYoung hoes, old hoes, yellow ones and black onesI been patiently waiting to get on my shit againSo this is for the corner they cornered a nigga inI wish you would try jump me, I'll wave the gat by yaAnd burn ya eyelashes off like a crack lighterNigga you stupid ridin by tryna blast meCuz my window got the glass from a taxi
[Chorus]Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my ownSo I had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottomIf you scared dont come 'round here, guns ammunition dont run out hereAs soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow
