Текст песни Lloyd Banks - Work Magic (feat. Young Buck)

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I'm gon ride, I'm gon ride, they gon ride, we all gon ride, (yea) I come from the heart of southside (yea) holdin it down for my niggas that died (yea) I gotta busy bird on my side (yea) pop shit and get yo whole mouth wide (yea) [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Baby had tried to steal off the payroll ill have niggas scrappin the skin off the ya face with the same shit they peal a potato (whoo) i thank the lord for my blessings and im glad he gave us the will power and reflexes of larry davis (ohh) you dont wanna see my block formin' (uh huh) thats a 101 doggs and i dont mean the ones with the spots on em were respected highly 'cause you dont need to practice gymnastics to catch a body (oh) me and moneys like Whitney, next to Bobby (uh huh) if i bring all my niggas ill need an extra lobby (uh huh) as soon as you aint around jake (jake) you getcha ass whipped for chips now thats the real definition of poundcake i got the crownsnake and you can tell when im shoppin 'cause when the mall stampedin' you'll feel the ground shake i got a car i only drive on Thursdays (haha) im a stunna, banks blows more cake then birthdays [Chorus - Lloyd Banks] Look at here, aint nobody 'round here scared (uh uh) i'm headin for the top and im almost there oh yeeuh this shiny shit right here ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear Look at here, aint nobody 'round here scared i'm headin for the top and im almost there oh yeeuh this shiny shit right here ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear [Verse 2: Young Buck] You know how i gets down this pound hold six rounds i told you i'd be back bitch talk that shit now you hear that fo fif [.45] sound duck when i spit rounds 'cause this aint beverly hills you in the bricks now we aint got shit down here but dope and guns for sell you get yo head cracked and niggas dont run and tell its like we sell crack get caught head back to jail we on that fuck the police shit we livin in hell you betta guard yo grill homey and stand yo ground these bullets burn they hit whoevers standin around i never learn even after i took a couple shots i just got me some band-aids and bought a couple glocks had to go on a rampage and hit a couple blocks once they hear that 12-gauge thats when the trouble stops (boom) if its beef then im ready to rideLook at here, aint nobody 'round here scared (uh uh) i'm headin for the top and im almost there oh yeeuh this shiny shit right here ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear Look at here, aint nobody 'round here scared i'm headin for the top and im almost there oh yeeuh this shiny shit right here ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear just come to casheville you can find me on the southside (mothafucka) [Chorus] Look at here, aint nobody 'round here scared (uh uh) i'm headin for the top and im almost there oh yeeuh this shiny shit right here ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear Look at here, aint nobody 'round here scared i'm headin for the top and im almost there oh yeeuh this shiny shit right here ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Now i aint from Michigan but im in the Fab 5 you know, Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, You know my fuckin name Whether the truck or train my minds stuck on the grind 'cause sumwhere down the line, alot of suckas came yeahh aint talkin shit but we can all tell he ass jags are black his eyes like the R-Kelly mask (ah) you gotta blast me yo (yo) 'cause the louisville will have yo head lookin like the top of a pistachio the young gunner with a raspy flow got every boyfriend thinkin they girlfriends a nasty hoe my heart laughin a small maybe its 'cause my grandpop dropped right after the ball banks hops out bull

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