lloyd banks – shot down lyrics
[intro: {dj whoo kid}]
2 g’s up! {d-mn! } [shot]
yeah! {let’s go! }
[chorus:]
them n-gg-s don’t like me! (like me…)
i’m gettin’ money and i’m icey! (icey…)
jealousy most likely, (likely…)
you won’t learn, you’ll be shot – dooown! [shot]
we ridin’ round with the top gone (top gone…)
don’t hang out on that block long, (block long…)
tick tock hold spot tongue! (spot tongue…)
f-ck around and get shot – dooown! {non stop! } [shot]
[verse 1:]
uh! – plk to kingpin! – you can’t “pin” the “king” down (uh-huh!)
i let somethin’ swing ’round that’ll knock thing down. (yeeah!)
eight rings blaow! – icey knuckle sh-t
your chick look good, is the chick i’m prolly f-ckin’ with. (yeah!) [gunshot]
if your pimpin’ her up. – then i’m a have her suckin’ sick (yeah!)
wardrobe full of tight sh-t. – don’t nuthin’ fit. (naah!)
i don’t cuff for sh-t. – you can have her back tomorrow! (yeah!)
i drop her off in my all nine long gillard’. (yeah!) {whooooooooooooooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
and i know! – you rather see me hollow. (uh!)
lined up and follow, cause all of this pyro. (yeah!)
i drink out the bottle and smoke out the bottle
buy five rims every car (why?) – in case i hit a pot hole. {come on! } [gunshot]
follow me as we ain’ sharin’ no sp-ce, he gotta move, gotta die!
fix ’em up real good. – i got the two’s, lullaby! (lullaby!)
no big things they love the ride, (ride…)
southside don’t be a homicide! (homicide!)
[chorus:]
them n-gg-s don’t like me! (like me…)
i’m gettin’ money and i’m icey! (icey…)
jealousy most likely, (likely…)
you won’t learn, you’ll be shot – dooown! [shot] {whoooooooo! }
we ridin’ round with the top gone (top gone…) (yeah!)
don’t hang out on that block long, (block long…) (why?) {can’t forget… }
tick tock hold spot tongue! (spot tongue…) {roger! }
f-ck around and get shot – dooown! {s.o.d.! } [shot]
[verse 2:]
uh! – vanilla benzo with the hollowproof window (yeah!)
raised up till i hit the b-tton – make it limbo! (yeah!)
they call me the “king”! i “line” a “punch” like kimbo, (kimbo!)
exotic endo my garage like a rim show. (whoo!) [gunshot] {d-mn! }
i added one from the intro, i’m built for this
grizzy! (grizzy!) – they kinda won’t survive in the wilderness,
girls! (girls!) – follow her i knew he’d be a hater! (right!)
i’m stuntin’ with my caliber – louis v and gator! (uh!)
traitor – next to them were n-gg-z that you beef with
you lucky they faint! – if they wouldn’t you’d be in deep sh-t. (yeah!)
face neck and tee ripped so eat quick they metal for you
walk with the talk (uh!) with the sleep (uh!) with the devil. (uh!) {come on! }
they don’t act up! – now that i’m active, they know better,
gold getter! – i got ’em runnin’ like [dante] culpepper! (pfyuu!)
my last mixtape was a cl-ssic
and this one’ll do more than match it. {angel! } – you b-st-rd! [gunshot]
[chorus:]
them n-gg-s don’t like me! (like me…) (nah!)
i’m gettin’ money and i’m icey! (icey…) (uh-huh!) {g-unit! }
jealousy most likely, (likely…) (right!)
you won’t learn, you’ll be shot – dooown! [shot] {ooohh! }
we ridin’ round with the top gone (top gone…) (yeah!)
don’t hang out on that block long, (block long…) (why?)
tick tock hold spot tongue! (spot tongue…) (right!)
f-ck around and get shot – dooown! [gunshot] [beat stops] {whoooooo! }
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