Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Intro - Increase The Gritty lyrics

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Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!

SHADY/AFTERMATH... WHOO KID!

LET'S GO!

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

"Return Of The PLK" brought me to feed-back (whoo! yeah!)

"The Halloween Havoc" showed niggas, how I could repeat that!

They need that! - Lay ya seatback; and pay attention

And follow me thru Volume 3

{"COLD CORNER"! }

"Return Of The PLK" brought me to feed-back (whoo! yeah!)

"Return Of The PLK" brought me to feed-back (whoo! yeah!)

"Return Of The PLK" brought me to feed-back (whoo! yeah!)

And "The Halloween Havoc" showed niggas, how I could repeat that!

They need that! - Lay ya seatback; and pay attention

And follow me thru Volume 3 {PLK! } - outta dimension!

They don't make niggas like they use to (uh!), I'm living proof!

Making a killing off a sinning cause I give the truth. (uh!)

When I ain't putting the crap down I'm spinning Coupes

Soup hot! - I'm winter-proof them niggas wouldn't give a tooth. (yeah!) {COME ON! }

I hit the switch, tint the roof, famous cause I flip the booth {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooo}

Dangerous, what a hit produce a body you, and get the truest (ugh!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }

Ask them if they caking - you probably ain't gon get the truth

Me? I'm hella honest went Ferrari when I flipped the Coupe. {DAMN! }

Sorry but we got ta' - party with the choppas (why?)

Ammo when we casa, come slippin and we got cha. {COME ON! }

Drippin' blood

I be in shackles while my mama watch us 'til they pick a time to drop us. (yeah!)

Excelent when a GM - I'm a pro at this

Golden gift, grimey as the niggas I be rolling with. (heh!)

Lil' man hold the .5th, heavy over loaded piff

Chevy over chromey lips catch me with your homie, bitch! (uh!)

In a swollen six, diamond flooded rolly wrist

Shining was my only wish, chinchilla was for more. (whoo!)

If the club a place for fun then what you bring your pistol for (ha!)

All these dummies in denial when drama pop this shit to floor

Money coming by the pile? war (uh!)

C-notes in the liquor store speed boats on a different shore. (shore!)

A nigga tell you I ain't the one - but he ain't know nothing!

Bet he change his opinion you let him hold something.

I'm in a rove stunting - wheels back to back

From a block away or more you'd think I had the traffic packed (uh!)

Shawty's rest in Cadillacs! - Can't hold they asthma back.

Niggas talking "mills" now - they ain't made half of that! (yeah!)

Me I'm in the hood for real, right there where they trapping at

Right there where it happens at - all familiar habit that.

My habits are, carrots y'all, sexing in the fastest cars (ugh!)

Green gang mastermind; nine levels past the bar. (whoo!)

Past the torch, niggas don't deserve it, never past the Porsche

I am what they leeching off, BAP! - Get them bastards off! (get them bastards off!)

Rock in the rap game the top guys pageants off

Took it like a murder when he wouldn't knock a rabbit off. (rabbit off!)

Catch me out in Madison - on my automatic horse

Word play magical a millimeter Gat 'em off! (Gat 'em off!)

You won't have a career, after I shatter yours!

Then splatter his, what my overwhelming average is. (yeah!)

Streets ain't a game nigga! (game nigga!)

I was born by myself, but I ain't going how I came nigga. (came nigga!)

Cause I'm a take a couple with me, if they get me!

I'm tipsy and fucking high as hell off a sticky.

Come on if you with me! - I'm strong in the city

I'm never by myself I got the chrome riding, dig me. (dig me!)

Rest in peace to 'Pac! Rest in peace to Biggie!

The industry been shiney now, let's increase the gritty!

Yeah! {"COLD CORNER"! }

I know 'bout you man...

My corner!

Yeah! {CAN'T FORGET... B. Y.! }

Same shit rumor...

2 G's Up, man!

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