Lloyd Banks - Mr. Me Too Freestyle lyrics

Uh, I Had It Up To Hear For The Year

You Fucked Up Now, Shit'll Tear For Ya Pair

I Pull A Truck Up Round And Tear Up The Square

Nigga Wassup Now, Im Here And You Scared, All You Niggas Weird

Now How Many Brought My Cd Kill

Im Ghetto, Im Trill, Im A Easy Mill

Years Passed, Niggas Tryna Be Me Still

Went From Watchin Tv To A Tv Deal

See Me Peel, Tye Smoke In Yo Grill, Chill

Rocks Raised In A 3d Field, Ill

Now I Play Behind The Gt Wheel, Skill

I Grind Like Im Runnin Out Of Time

Now They On Me And Come Up By The Dime

Slim, Thick, Fine, Gabbana Design

Gettin My Whip Washed While Im On The Recline

A Quarter To Walk In, Another Quarter To Rhyme

Your Time Is So Shorter Than Mine

'cause I Get Mine Whenever Its Bread Time

Hes A Perpetrator, I Hurt The Hater

Do Something Real Dumb Now Or Hope Its Worth It Later

This Aint My Worst Behavior

This Is Free And Every Verse Is Paper

I Guarantee Money Knot

This Nigga Got A Real Watch Full Of Dummy Rocks

Anybody That Rock Those Is A Dummy

And Im In A Drop Rose And Its Sunny

Rims Is Deep As The Pot Hole In The Roll

Arrogant Since Snot Nose And It Shows

I Aint Havin It, I'll Getcha Holes In Ya Clothes

The Reign Aint Over I Got Fours To Expose

My Closet Is The Mall, Thats Why Im Fuckin Ya Hoes

.357 With The Pinocchio Nose

Only As I Hop Out The Rose...