Thursday, March 3, 2011
Lloyd Banks - Ain't No Click (Ft. Tony Yayo)
[Tony Yayo] Yee nigga Fuckin back hunger for more Tony's home Yo Banks I told these niggas man [Lloyd Banks] Yall done fucked up now Yee! Yeeeeee! [Tony Yayo] Here We go [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Aint no click like the one I'm with If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now) If you aint reppin where you from then sit (Down) We gettin dough everywhere we go And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now) If you aint reppin where you from sit down [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] By now I know you done seen me On your stadium or TV with three eighty on the EV I skeet babies on your breezy And I aint stoppin Only Jake the Jacob could freeze me Leaves me and its bye bye gone We got guns like Pop-eye arms I put a ring on their finger But the rats still askin Cause theres one in all they mind Im the Rap Phil Jackson NI built a rep for murderin every Whoo Kid, Kayslay and Big Mike Admit it the kid tight, And you aint even put up a fight So its back to da amatures, Wrapped in ya sandwhiches I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand with us They hop in the van with us and clap on cameras I hit the clubs now I'm back tourin Canada Amongst weed smokers, and crap floor gamblers [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Make sure the birds dont get brought to 'em I watched Kobe go from the basketball court to the courtroom Go ahead try n do me harm soldier You'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower And I'll be damn ...
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