Lloyd Banks - Bangers lyrics

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Lloyd Banks - Bangers lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, I'm here n***a Banks, G-G-G-G, G Unit [Hook: Lloyd Banks] Now don't try to stand next to me (Right) Cause I'm the n***a they came here to see (Right) Ain't nothing 'round here for free (Right) And I'm here to let these mothaf**as know That I'll do anything for the dough (Right) A felony walkin out the front do' (Right) Ain't a mothaf**a I gotta change fo' (Right) Therefore I'ma be this way until I go [Verse 1] Guess who walk around with diamond chains and rings on 'em A pair of throwback Jordan's, with the wings on 'em With all this talking I'm guessing they got them things on 'em Cause if not Milli's the Forty Cal's a ring on 'em I know your kind getting by leave the city quick n***as bleed just like us, I'm on that Biggie sh** First of all I'm sup-posed to ball I'm sup-posed to have coast to, coast to calls And your n***as on your CD's garbage Yeah, they shooting but they missing, spraying up the wall like graffiti artist Some n***as by the bootleg but go and cop the real sh** Cause the fans love us I'm nicer than grandmothers I wake up get dressed put on my tan bu*ters It been this way since Puma's and Super Man cover's A ice pick could do your liver harm And have you screaming in the back of the club louder than Lil' Jon [Hook] [Verse 2] You now looking at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist It's kinda hard to keep the balance with this, it keeps the challengers pissed I vacate to different islands and twist And back home where the violence exist, nines, silencers, fifths We buy mileage as gifts as well as man's best friend And I don't own no rottweillers and pits It's getting extremely hard for the man to roam With little kids putting this picture on the camera phone sh** change now that the cameras on A b**h will jeopardize the marriage to f** you when they man is gone These n***as rambling on about the paper that they getting stop it I got more money than you in my little pocket Yeah, I'm stingy so it's stretch long, with G-Unit sweats on Thread needle to Teflon, Des' Eagle and vest on Cause everybody ain't enthused That's your name's around about good news, f** you! [Hook]

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