Survival lyrics

Survival lyrics

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Survival lyrics

Send "Survival" Ringtone to your Cell [Lloyd Banks] So you say you a gangsta, riiight Are you really a rider, yeeaa You dont take shit from no one, nooo And got ya mind on ya muthafuckin dough, lets go [Verse- Lloyd Banks] I`ll be a South Side nigga till i rot Even tho i got the yacht in the million dollar bot Superman armor on the `69 drop hotter every 7 you rap a 69 flop i blowed a buck in the corner, just to get the feel My head light smooth when i move the steering wheel I aint runnin from nothing, its top dollar to chill I pop bottles for real, with pop artists that kill I move 2 mill, my backyard is a field I aint tough for the tube, I`ll smack yall for real Go `head hate on me now, you`ll miss a nigga later Im hood like butterholes and pissy elevators I went from playin the same block to Bangkok So i can get money between raindrops And my piece so heavy i pop a chain a week And get so much pussy i cant sleep [Chorus] Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my own So i had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottom If you scared dont come `round here, guns ammunition dont run out here As soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow [Verse- Lloyd banks] I aint even got a liscence yet and got 7 cars, yep TV the same size as Kevin Garnett A brand new buzz, Mac 10 and a choppa White fan base cuz Eminem is my partner Im a Ferrari and Jag copper, you a glass shopper I blow marijuana the color of grass hopper I aint a regular nigga All the promoters pay 100 more to bring ya boy to Singapore My dress code got the best hoes jumpin on em Evisu`s and Red Monkey with the monkey on em Shelves`ll leave a niggas food stamps blue Like a full tube of acid in ya shampoo We dont tolerate the cock-blockin out the bricks We got fif`s with the cop stoppers in the clips Watch ya mouth bitch, there`s rocks poppin out the wrists And my outfits, a eyestopper for the chicks [Chorus] Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my own So i had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottom If you scared dont come `round here, guns ammunition dont run out here As soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow [Verse- Lloyd Banks] A nigga throw his hands up at me, i send a dummy harmed And had money wrong shoot him in his underarm Pick up a shell, that`ll be his lucky charm I got a chunky arm, Im a fucking Don I burn big everyday, nothing but the bong I dont cuddle, as soon as i get the nut im gone Im in a class all by myself I`ll whoop ya ass all by myself I got white gold, rose gold, yellow gold, platinum Young hoes, old hoes, yellow ones and black ones I been patiently waiting to get on my shit again So this is for the corner they cornered a nigga in I wish you would try jump me, I`ll wave the gat by ya And burn ya eyelashes off like a crack lighter Nigga you stupid ridin by tryna blast me Cuz my window got the glass from a taxi [Chorus] Poppa was a rolling stone, never came back home now Im on my own So i had to learn a few things bout survival, Like the ice pick done off the bottom If you scared dont come `round here, guns ammunition dont run out here As soon you get the paper you try it, a nigga try me he wont see tomorrow Send " Survival" Ringtone to your Cell Survival lyrics @ ELyrics | Survival lyrics @ Kovideo | Lloyd Banks Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Survival lyrics @ Songlyrics | Survival lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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