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• Artiste: Lloyd Banks
• Titre: Be That Way Sometimes
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Yeah, shouts to the ones that's real Shots for the ones that ain't Stabs for the type that tell Dictate the next mans fate As long as my legs stand straight I'll be running to catch my cake Bounty hunted and still get high Ride till the day I die Sigh when the jake ride by Sprint when the jake car stop Move too slow and you know where you're going A trip to the gate, bye bye You think you got 8-9 lives? You think you can walk in my shoes? You're smoking entirely too much, Going against me, you lose. What exactly does that prove? Your bones ain't platinum, you bruise I hold the ratchet and tool Pop this bastard then bloom I cop it, crash it, get two I stop and laugh at your crew Then hop through the top, cause there's no top On top of that, I'm cool And I ride with the gatt, rob who? I'm a problem, in fact I'm two I'm so calm on the track, I'm smooth Go anywhere the fuck I choose I ain't no normal nigga Damn sure never been ordinary Can't say the same for these other niggas Bunch of shit you done saw already Armoured kit, and the doors heavy A nigga gun me, and it won't be there I move like, the room right Swear to god, only real niggas up in here Money's my favourite smell Kush is my favourite colour I love her And we don't party ways, cause I'm a smuggler Hustler! I keep my mind locked in on my gwop and I'm dime poppin and car shoppin Thin vesting and 9 glockin I can't never see crime stopping (why?) Too many niggas ain't got nothing (right) Random bodies in sacks dumpin Most niggas wanna get a cocked something That ain't you nigga, stop frontin Cause I ain't never been no fool You got your tool And I got mine too I'll turn you to a fucking pool Life's so 'ooohh' Nothing new Fuck with those that fuck with you I'm comfortable and I'm up to 2 Million more niggas hating I've been waiting & I've been patient Would have flipped if I werent caking I'm a long way outta that basement In that hallway higher than Satan I ain't fall out on the pavement [? ] I'm a call out and replace him I'm a ball-out and disgrace him In a mall out on vacation I'm against whatever's against a G This bitch industry ain't meant for me It's full of girls, and punk niggas That right there ain't the way to be Fuck the law, I say it free Even when they free my niggas, WE Gonna be against the odds... ... dressed in expensive cars.