Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Real Recognize Real lyrics

rate me

It's a new day nigga.

Better wake the fuck up man.

Real Recognize Real

Live for a dolla bill

That's how I feel

Hoes still won't chill

Leave my next mill

Got respect back then, got respect still

The tecs will, niggas won't play another game

Bet the weak niggas crumble and the thug remain

Love and pain won't change for a fucking thang

Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang

Bang Bang

B.A.N.K.S.

Two G's to the Dirt, New York states best

Nigga u only get one, it ain't eight left

Don't Russian Roulette with your life, it ain't a safe bet

Southsides brightest spitter

Won't change I'm not that type of nigga

Unibomber product I deliver

Two chicks, four condoms and a fifth of brown

Even if the chips was down, I can always hit the town.

I'm thinkin bout a Beamer for my B-Day

Speed scream scrambler you see me on the freeway.

Everyday tree day, sevens like a nickel bag

Specialize in catchin a stunt, know how to get you mad.

Living Legend but I come through in the Reg

Scoop my hood thing up, she do her one two in the bed.

All the hate starts once u get the bread

But once u get the respect, a better nigga sense of what's said.

Real Recognize Real

Live for a dolla bill

That's how I feel

Hoes still won't chill

Leave my next mill

Got respect back then, got respect still

The tecs will, niggas won't play another game

Bet the weak niggas crumble and the thug remain

Love and pain won't change for a fucking thang

Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang

Bang Bang

Aww, R.O.C.K.S

AR's two AK's no vest

Project steps welcome to the Taridome

Terridactals'll get at u when your home

Two elevens turn to 187 in minutes

That's why this big mack eleven is pokin my pendix

Speed through down yo block, niggas mad huh

Bust at em, they divin all in the grass huh

I empty out then I reload

Before the whole clip, I shoot 3 like Cee Lo

Spit like my mouth got a jaw full of kilo's

Act like it's a game til I'm breaking through the cheat code

Barrel to yo pep hole

Friday, Highway, she give me cerebral

4 tecs, war vets, breakin down Debo's

Skinny nigga gotta semi nigga

Gamble with yo life and die at the casino

Nigga

Real Recognize Real

Live for a dolla bill

That's how I feel

Hoes still won't chill

Leave my next mill

Got respect back then, got respect still

The tecs will, niggas won't play another game

Bet the weak niggas crumble and the thug remain

Love and pain won't change for a fucking thang

Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang

Bang Bang

It'll be a cold day in the summer, 91 in the winter

Before I run from a nigga,

I got the drum with me nigga

Flow dropped outta heaven, Rev Run with me nigga

I spazz out, dead sober, no rum in me nigga

Flow got a billion dollar bounty, ask about me

How I do it make niggas sorry, Bill O'Reilly

Death makes the brightest day cloudy

And still around me, dissappear from the super trooper, they fill the county

Need a pigeon of the piff

Media won't push me, cause I'm livin on a cliff

These niggas don't won't riffs

Same shit, east to west

Money grip, heat or vest

Take a hit, ease his stress

For I trick, leave a mess

For u flip, leave the ness

Grow a heart in yo chest

All I know is go harder, a phenominal rep

Gotta get money, cause bein bummy don't fit me

Right here in the bottom of the slums, come get me

Real Recognize Real

Live for a dolla bill

That's how I feel

Hoes still won't chill

Leave my next mill

Got respect back then, got respect still

The tecs will, niggas won't play another game

Bet the weak niggas crumble and the thug remain

Love and pain won't change for a fucking thang

Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang

Bang Bang

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