Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - I Am Legend lyrics

rate me

Back With A vegence minus the

Big pendants till the think my head

Big but I got the same coat affendants

And rap is like tennis (why) a bunch

A back and forth my ratchets my racket

That'll back em off, off with a hater

Head bury em still breathin six feet

In his own burough for no reason now

That is freezing I figured I'd put the

Coupes up get two trucks with smokey gray and

Blue guts a few bucks to get you but juice up

Or ride around with the roof up cause if not

They snatch you right outta there marks on

Ya outer layer I'll lay ya down plus I'm

Bout it player I get were I'm goin without

A favor without politics tricks a feed pass

I need cash with seats fast with me I gotta

Eat I am a don with my feat I don't know what

Song it is but I have always liked the beat

So therfore it's mine or eat, eat my lamborghini

Dust niggas is grimey so only in hammers we can

Trust till it's a slammer in them cuffs

I am legend I make mixtape heaven ya peasent

You don't wanna be the 187 ya done I break bread into

Some so in the winter I come the swith siders won't work

I tell em get em from them your never sick of this

Your related christmas gift the hating don't get the

Chris paper won't get you this my balance is rediculous

These old niggas frivolous you can't be serious they all

On they periods might as well make them bleed all over

They tight clothing I pop shit metal despite logan a whole

Lyric explosin they can play the club all the time nobody

Knows him but me on the other hand 3 to 7 lawsuits are open I'm

Smoking nigga New York city ain't joking my flow

Poten stronger then a pure block warlock attitude like

I'm the one your not 1964 drop 1982 boy 2009 style you

Outta the blind now well the best what over my gold casket

Fatherless child bastard if there is a requirment test

Then I've past it with flying colors flying spurring damn near

All rim no rubber I'm in take cover I been where many won't go

You won't blow tour the world and going back also middle

Finger popo they punks behind a badge watch ya back don't

Eat cheese chunks I'm not a rat keep pumps and nines packed

Or get line backed flat line, line em up we balling in diamond

Up I'm all in and out a slut nigga get your dollars up ya proud

Of what nigga ya pouted up!

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