paroles de chanson Take a Picture - Lloyd Banks

Fresh {GOD-... } from overseas man! {DAMN! }*
Fresh outta JFK man... {MO MONEY! }
And I hear all this new shit going on nigga!
Ain′t nobody eatin' this year′s summer 2nd quarter, 3rd quarter, 4th quarter!
G'EAH! {DAMN! }

'Ey! This more than a - mixtape so maybe I′ll perform it (uh!)
The whip shine like there′s baby oil on it.
I honk the airhorn at them bitches in the street,
Heeey! - Remember me? (huh?) - The on you called a creep.
Now my Weed so sweet; I hit it and fall asleep;
Wake up! - Roll up again, I get it and bought it cheap. (uh!) {Whoooooo! }
Now you showin'-off jewellery and couldn′t afford to keep (haha!)
And he won't show his face, so I′m a hook him on the beat. {NON STOP! }
I'm a animal too! - I put the Hammer a do!
Make you feel like you need one - so I ran with it too. {DAMN! }

I′m baaaaaaaack! {BRING IT BACK! }
Fresh from overseas man! {MO MONEY... }
Fresh outta JFK man... {PART 4! }
And I hear all this new shit going on nigga!
Ain't nobody eatin' this year′s summer′s 2nd quarter, {GOD-... } 3rd quarter, 4th quarter! {DAMN! }
K'YEAH!

′Ey! This more than a - mixtape so maybe I'll perform it (uh!)
The whip shine like there′s baby oil on it.
I honk the airhorn at them bitches in the street,
Heeey! - Remember me? (huh?) - The on you called a creep. {LET'S GO! }
Now my Weed so sweet; I hit it and fall asleep
Wake up! - Roll up again, I get it and bought it cheap. (uh!)
Now you showin′-off jewellery and couldn't afford to keep (haha!)
And he won't show his face, so I′m a hook him on the beat.
I′m a' animal too! {Whoooo! }- I put the hammer a do Make you feel like you need one - so I ran with it too
In Blue! - Now all of a sudden I′m back and my shit buzzin' (really?)
The broads the kids, the Bloods and the Crips love ′em. {SHADYVILLE! }
Cuzin' - we got the city on smash
Now I′m at the stop like they put titties on the glass.
I'm the leader of the class. (class!) The heat is in the stash. (stash!) I don't read up on a pass (pass!) - I dictate the future. (uh!) {DAMN! }
Millenium boy, you just can′t get rid of ya boy
I chuck ′em the Deuce and get a new toy. (whattup?)
These niggas better start actin' right (yeah!) - I ain′t rap too tight (yeah!)
I'll leave ya head red and white like a apple bite. {Whoooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
It′s nuthin! - I got a Fat nigga's appetite,
Pass thru the traffic light (uh!), smash on the coppers light. (Pfoooohh!)
The punchline kid is back,
Nigga! - Look what my punchlines did for rap! {COME ON! }
Inspired the "New Jacks"; that′s why they sound like that (yeah!)
Where they chained down ear to the ground like that. (yeah!)
Uh! - The Game you see now, shock me cause he's a punk!
Two niggas in one like Shock G and Humpty Hump. (yeah!) {DAMN! }
It's on now! - You gotta pop to shut me up
Slugs missed ya - we ain′t mad at ya! (ain′t mad at ya!) - Lucky duck!
We can go hole for hole or cut for cut (yeah!)
It won't be the first time, y′all better toughen up!
Radio is all messed up; now what the fuck is that?! (is that?!)
It gave 'em all of the spins and got nothin′ back. (back!)
Save yaself studio time and pump it back (yeah!)
I punch of car! - You scream help to punch yo' stuff. {NON STOP! }
I′ll whoopside ya head! - You'll see a bunch of stars. (yeah!)
And yellow moons - I'm ballin′ with a plus garage. (yeah!)
I′m Blue Heffner, all over when it come to broads
Even the ones that can't fit in hump the cars. - YEAH! {Whooooooooooooo! }

Hahaha!
I′m baaaaaack!
I can't wait to see you niggas in the street!
I can′t wait to see you niggas go to sleep! {LLOYD BANK$! }
I can't wait to see you niggas 6 feet... underground. {M.O.! }
Fuckin′ goin' up!