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[Lloyd
I just touched down, to concrete
I ain't even home and they 're talking me
out my ear if you talking
'bout freedom nigger Free don't pay the Im ballin' all out, b! You rappers don 't know me Nah I ain't your homie If your name aint Em, Ferrari or Tony
I my wheel chromey
My Bentley my
My my forty
South shawty
losses I took in the gut yo
the work 's still here, I'm just cooking it up
Clear my mind, you ' the truck load
my Pop dead, but he live through his son
if rap aint work, I'll be pimpin' on hoe Still eating lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow
I'm back like over the drumroll
You know, wherever I go the gun go [Akon -
We on the grind (hey) all the (hey)
bout to let a nigga come and snatch mine
I a nine, you see the shine
I might just let your ass slide time
While I get this paper,
I get this paper, paper
Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't need none of y 'all) Ghetto
(Keep your awards)
I'm a (Take your fake smile off)
Ghetto
aint nothing nigger [Lloyd Banks]
The media will ya, popularity is pressure
Panamera
platinum hammer the

wreck the booth up, I'm too
that inner city
step your jewels up, bruised up
I'll sparkle for the camera reality 's what (?) holding them back from opening
verbal attack all these niggas, push the herd to the back
I'm the kind they pray on, spending half of their day on
lay on, niggas for days, shots spray on
my sound system knock and in Tupac
6-4 jumping the ground too hot

they me, they chase a nigga down two blocks
two shots in the air for that aint here
two tone, two door, grey top, floor
green guap galore, in and out of new
that bright light you saw, was a flash
I'm tryna snap a through your Maserati glass [Chorus] [Eminem]
there are insults in my head
to fill up a jar
and have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't start
you 'll never see me again, Earhart
I'm poppin' a wheelie off to a really start
I'm past grinding for me, guess I be grounded up
like ground round or a of chuck
tightly wound as
till the fire marshalls come
Fire marshall ground 'em up I guess you should shut the fuck up
and stop around and duck
I aint playing this time, I told you I 'm not down for blunts to say I keep it 100 probably sound redundant
like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to
and blowing your cock
is she up to and down to fuck
a man's World and I'm trapped in a land of smut
with a sluts wrapped with muzzles
through a house of muts
otherwords I'm shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth 's up and I'm my language if I tell you to kiss my fucking butt
and aint shit changed, my shit still dont stink
my farts may have become staler ever since I became a trailer celebrity
maybe my became a little paler
poster child for white trash, I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your bitch means I 'ma rape her, all I got for hoes is dick duck tape and a stapler so bitch you better look for table
scraps to her
I don't subscribe to the or the free press but homie I get the paper!