paroles de chanson Air Your a$$ Out - Lloyd Banks

Trying to figure what I was supposed to say
To make niggas understand this shit is real
(Money In The Bank!)
Know what I mean, it′s here nigga...
Go trough some shit, you know,
Take them shells I bounce right back nigga
Yeah, the 64' air horn blowin′ at my ennemies
Bulletproof cap, I ain't going out like Kennedy
50 got my fanbase growin' out in Tennesse
I′m gettin′ so much head, it's drawing out my energy
I′m touring now, I need enough weed to pass around
Somewhere around half a pound of that Manhattan brown
Bitch I'm goin′ to sell record, I got a platinum sound
Ranned into half the town, bandana wrapped around
Nah, we don't got no manners
And as far as the clips, you know how gorillas feel about bananas
Acknowledge whenever we round′ (Round')
And as far as bouncing back, I'm like Ben Wallace on the rebound
You still spending ten dollars on your weed, clown
You might lose your dick, it′s all kind of disease now
They ain′t OG's, they grumpy, old men
Ridin′ around in a chunky old benz, nigga those ends
I'm not the type to fall in love, make your hoes friends
I turn a fruend to a hoe, spend all the dough
Niggas′ll start fighting by the end of the show
I got thirty niggas on stage and ten in a row, ya know

I come for you, come for you, we'll lay ya ass out
Them shells hit ya head, split ya, there′s blood on your couch
Didn't think niggas would really run up in your house
Hog tyin' ya motherfuckin′ kids and spouse
Bitch, give us the motherfucking money and we out
This 45th shell shell′ll tear a fucking hole in your blouse
Waiting for me to have a change of heart, you assed out
Kill every motherfucker in this bitch and stamp out
Nigga, this is pressure, punks respect pressure
Catch ya stuntin' in somethin′ I want, and I'll get ya
Go ahead, ride through strip in ya Benz all grown
And see if I won′t run up in ya motherfuckin' home
They say money make the world go round
I say my knife work′ll turn a clown, smile to a frown
Squeeze and watch the barrel spin on the Trey Pound
I'm a G-Unit gorilla, niggas know how I get down
(Bitch!)
50! G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit, nigga!
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