paroles de chanson Early Exit (feat. Roc Marci) - Lloyd Banks feat. Roc Marci
Uh,
everything
on
heavy,
water
on
your
prop
bezzi'
Made
my
prezzi'
rock
steady,
my
confetti
is
a
blend
of
blueberry
Too
many
crosses
on
my
line,
new
celly
Can't
even
snuff
a
nigga,
lames
too
ready
What
pocket
change
you
buried?
Some
words
are
strong
enough
to
get
your
fam'
touched
Serpent
ass
nigga,
slither
right
out
your
handcuffs
We're
total
opposites,
how
could
you
understand
us?
Pockets
in
a
drought,
yet
floodin'
your
Instagram
up
Your
WCW
rams
us
Lyricist
delivery,
Roberto
Duran
punch
My
aura
luminates
the
room,
Louis
Vuitton
balloons
Banko
back
to
revvin'
up
the
goons,
movie
time
the
zooms
I
send
'em
shots
in
a
medley,
Uzi,
Nine,
kabooms
Bury
me
a
fucking
king,
custom
jewelry
out
my
tomb
You
sleepin'
on
me,
made
your
bed
up,
can't
reroute
the
doom
Can't
be
out
here
dying
over
coon,
floosies
out
the
room,
uh!
Around
the
way,
you
never
know
Everybody
won't
like
you,
you
gon'
have
to
let
it
go
Gotta
find
a
better
road
Shit
on
all
your
facade,
rocks
on
a
bed
of
gold
You
can
leave
here
in
a
second
yo
Dummy
fall
I'ma
never
fall
We
gon'
always
be
respected
If
a
nigga
crossed
the
lines
we
drew,
early
exit
Uh,
you
fuckin'
with
the
genuine
artical
Fly
nigga,
I'm
lookin'
like
Ginuwine
in
the
artical
Been
a
ton,
bitch
I
been
a
don
I
resemble
the
image
of
God,
the
pendant's
on
tier
with
Rakim
Allah's
I
admit
I
started
a
renaissance
Your
lyrics
semi-hard
You
ain't
gotta
give
me
the
nod,
I
know
I'm
the
big
dog
In
the
yard
not
only
did
I
lift
the
bar
with
bars
I
really
did
sling
hard
like
Nicky
Barnes
Minus
the
fish
you
got
fishing
parts,
you
still
a
bitch
at
heart
I'm
on
a
yacht
fishin'
in
a
pond
Who
knew
the
arm
could
lift
six
sextillions
I'm
really
just
superior
to
y'all
with
no
jewelry
on
Spit
on
your
Richard
Mille
I'm
a
demigod
Big
bitch
lookin'
at
me
like
a
chili
dog,
uh!
Around
the
way,
you
never
know
(Really
dog,
Marci)
Everybody
won't
like
you,
you
gon'
have
to
let
it
go
Gotta
find
a
better
road
Shit
on
all
your
facade,
rocks
on
a
bed
of
gold
You
can
leave
here
in
a
second
yo
Dummy
fall
I'ma
never
fall
We
gon'
always
be
respected
If
a
nigga
crossed
the
lines
we
drew,
early
exit
Uh,
get
out
of
line
and
there'll
be
slim
to
no
forgiveness
Have
my
niggas
grabbin'
arms
like
you
called
them
sons
of
bitches
Funny
how
the
aggressors
become
the
witness
And
you
know
the
motto,
speak
about
it,
cuts
and
stitches
Don't
be
next
to
get
your
head
cracked,
staple
and
machete
crime
Gloomy,
you
know
Halloween,
I'm
pitchin',
gets
'em
every
time
Grimey
ghoul
goblin,
promise
anyone
that
envy
dying
Giant
jewels
drippin,
keep
a
smithin',
turn
you
MC
blind
Crazy
how
they
talk,
you
can't
help
'em
out,
too
corny
Think
somebody
in
my
family
tree
put
a
root
on
me
Watch
your
tone,
last
nigga
that
moved
got
a
boot
on
him
The
ringer
ain't
out
of
range
for
anybody
you
callin'
Nigga
every
year's
a
blessing,
I
cop,
pull
up
in
Queens
Dapped
a
fan,
said
it's
good
to
see
me,
good
to
be
seen
In
any
area
you
stumble
in
got
a
hood
in
between
Spring
my
fucking
wrist
whippin'
this
shit,
cooking
machine
Around
the
way,
you
never
know
Everybody
won't
like
you,
you
gon'
have
to
let
it
go
Gotta
find
a
better
road
Shit
on
all
your
facade,
rocks
on
a
bed
of
gold
You
can
leave
here
in
a
second,
yo
Dummy
fall
I'ma
never
fall
We
gon'
always
be
respected
If
a
nigga
crossed
the
lines
we
drew,
early
exit
1 Propane
2 Sidewalks
3 Empathy
4 Early Exit (feat. Roc Marci)
5 Formaldehyde (feat. Benny the Butcher)
6 Death by Design
7 Food (feat. Styles P)
8 Crown
9 Falsified (feat. Ransom)
10 Break Me Down
11 Commitment
12 Pain Pressure Paranoia
13 Stranger Things
14 Drop 5
15 Panic (feat. Sy Ari Da Kid)
16 Smoke and Mirrors
17 Dishonorable Discharge (feat. Vado)
18 C O T I
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