Lloyd Banks - I Got A Story To Tell lyrics

Listen up I got a story to tell... Listen up I got a story to tell... This one's about Puerto Rican ruiz gold covering two teeth Unpredictable n***a, always in some new beef at school he plans robberies on his loose leaf only 17 wit the mind of a true theif never had the patience required to make it so he takes it, flossin wit the next man bracelet playin the block wasted and nobody'll smoke wit him 'cause 9 times outta 10, he laced it revolver in his back-pack money blendin in 'cause he half black movin through the hood like a lab rat never been a good student 'cause his whole wigs poluted similar to the n***as he recruited like nappy head chris, pretty ricky, and ronnie became best of friends 'cause everyone of em grimey before they met, they all did they share of dirt now that they together situations only got worse see brew? he the mastermind always got a mission but his trigger finger itchy so the average n***a listen he said his neck glisten 'cause he caught a n***a slippin in the benz wit a system with his lady friend kissin but now this n***as sittin breakin down chumps on top of they textbooks gettin ready for they next jokes and he a big timer, i know his girlfriend Rolanda she live uptown by Pearl's Diner the only thing left now is to find her and get in her vagina, and send Ricky, the b**h picky weeks pa**ed with her is no quickies and walkin through the city his eyes tattooed on her titties they stopped for drinks drinks led to the crib crib led to the bed bed led to a head he popped the question, she said exactly where he stayed at 'cause he cheated on her twice and this is a way of payback now he on his way back to Queens weapon in his jeans goin over the directions to the cream but while he was gone, Ronny and Chris got arrested doing a side jinx nobody really expected now sh**s gettin hectic a 4 man army turned to 2 n***as 4 arms and 2 triggers but they aint care, they can smell the money in the air bust in the house, loaded chrome stuffed in his mouth made him sit the f** on the couch, snuffin him out and ran to the back room, punchin holes through the bathroom they found the stash ziplock bags full of cash along side of some potent a** hash a week pa**ed, brew actin funny 'cause he aint like the idea of another n***a wit money yeah...