Letra Die one day de Lloyd Banks

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(uh huh)

I keep my hip on pound
Cause chickens hectic in my town
Drag my family with me cause that¿s how real niggas get down (gea)
If it wasn¿t for 50 I probably wouldn¿t be around (gea)
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea)
If for that if you snap a finger and I¿ll lay a nigga down (whoo)
It¿s fucked up when you¿re only facial expression is a frown (uh huh)
A hood rat will put a future in a fool¿s pants
Till she find out you can¿t buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh)
A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids
Better if I get shot tomorrow cause I don¿t like surprises
When you hot as an oven they ain¿t brace you with open arms
When you cold as a freezer niggas treat you like they don¿t need ya
Some people call it ?? me I call it amnesia
Live my life principal driven never bite to have that feature (uh)
Never mind all the haters fuck¿em all let them die slow
All I need is my niggas, money, liquor and hydro (I kno)


Everybody gon¿ die one day
Whether it¿s natural cause it´s a gunplay
But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday


Don¿t blame me
Blame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh)
The game needed this
Lloyd Banks AKA Mr. I don¿t feed a bitch
Don¿t need a bitch
I stay there when I need a bitch
You want a trick you need to switch
Cause I don¿t think you could beat this bitch (whoa)
This is all I gotta have to blow
So whether it¿s fast or slow
Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh)
Pop the back
Pass the dro
Roll about a half an O
The git citizenship my pimp is international (yee)
You gotta agree
These motherfuckas will probably find
Bin Laden before they find a nigga hotter than me
We on top as far as I can see
And since the hood watching me
My regular trip to the mall is a shopping spree (damn)
I¿m the #1 draft pick none of ya¿ll are topping me (uh huh)
I move around with the plastic you ain¿t dropping me (uh huh)
They show me love on my city
They fuckin with me and I¿m fuckin with them
Nigga G-Unit till the end (Gea)


[Lloyd Banks]

Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence)
And you´ll no longer be walkin (walkin)
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence) Nigga.. (nigga)


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