Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Warrior Pt. 2 lyrics

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Lloyd Banks!

Ha ha!

It's like a throne that he dont even own

He wont sit down, given the crown he just throws it around

It's like a joke he's like a king, but he dont rule a thing

He dont want the diamonds, want the gold or want the jewelry

He dont want the fame dont want the lute he's in this for a sport

Runnin circles with the competition round the court

He appreciates your support but he aint beggin for it

And you cant love it you can hate it but you cant ignore it

You cant be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short

But you cant fuck with his last joint or the one before it

And he was gonna raise hell like them country boys

And if I'm frontin then you better come confront me for it

This Is The Story Of A Warrior I Kno U Kno It

Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise

It aint healthy To Be Makin Niggaz Paranoid

Hit Your Corner With my weapon I Dont Need My Boyz

Im Doin 120 On The Fast Lane

Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang

Dont Give a Fuck About You Suckas Gotta Maintain

Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game

He's straight outta the neighborhood but Niggaz hate

They see you go and eat your dinner off a bigger plate

Your stomachs ache while he's loungin at the big estate

And he hops in a 100 thousands with a Nigga's gate

House with just a bigger gate , houndin him's a big mistake

He wont surrender he'd rather give up a rib to break

Cuz he remember when they wouldnt lend a helpin hand

So he was sittin on green like a Celtic fan

Created a buzz so when you gotta mention his name

When you discuss him the illest playa that's in the game

And he's ridin with Em, 50 cent, Doc and them

G Unit records aint no motherfuckin stoppin them

This Is The Story Of A Warrior I Kno U Kno It

Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise

It aint healthy To Be Makin Niggaz Paranoid

Hit Your Corner With my weapon I Dont Need My Boyz

Im Doin About 120 On The Fast Lane

Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang

Dont Give a Fuck About You Suckas Gotta Maintain

Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game

He's no magician man they can't made somethin outta nothin

So now niggaz from his hood act like we owe em somethin

They talk crazy til we send this nigga in there to buck em

Ask 'em if theres a problem and they'll say naw its nothin

He's been tryin to help em out, but since they fronted, fuck em

He dont care how they feel theyre makin em love em

He hold it down on his own the kid is really thuggin

He's rich now, he aint change since these Niggaz think he buggin'

He bullet proof everything Niggaz try to buck him

Keep 2 pistols on ya hip I show you we aint tuck em

Niggaz say they gon' get at him but they cant touch him

Try to catch em slippin, they creepin and he start bustin

This Is The Story Of A Warrior I Kno U Kno It

Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise

It AInt Nothin' To Be Makin' Niggaz Paranoid

Hit Your Corner With my weapon I Don't Need My Boyz

Im Doin' About 120 On The Fast Lane

Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang

Dont Give a Fuck About You Suckas Gotta Maintain

Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game

I can give you niggaz somethin' you can talk about

I can turn your smile upside down

You ain't no G, you're fuckin' clown

I can take your girl until I turn her out

The bootey layed all out

I can give you fuckin' somethin' to be mad about

Invite her in send her back out

With my DNA all in her mouth

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