Lloyd Banks - What Y'all Wanna Do lyrics

What y'all wanna to do

What y'all wanna to do nothin

I'm rite in front of u frontin'

U kno how tha ballas do

I'm stuntin'

It's nothin

Now I'm goin 2 leave alone the neighborhood needs me

Been hot on tha record makin look easy

Anotha cd u take as a freebie

I'm chasin the numba one place on your t.v.

Who known 4 takin somethin' & makin' freezin'

Come close I'm goin 2 be up in the post

To make a long story short big story about me & toast

I'll turn your emcee to a ghost throwin' dirt in my name

Tie him up & keep feedin' him soap

Be scareful NYPD want your throat

Any nigga with eyes can see he a joke

And he goin' 2 hang himself all he needs a rope

We ain't have shit but nine militers & hope

The stress of bein' broke turns weed into smoke

And I fear no man if he breathe he can choke

I'm hot from the trops through the barbershops

I move units from the towers through the mom & pops

Hobbs blue, green, & white diamond blocks

Makin' him sick like the feelin wen the condom pops

Eight 8's T.V.'s all kind of drops

No stress I'm come home best

Eskimo flow bring the doe slow is a no show

U know the fo' go everywhere I'm solo

Bout to hit the industry with a low blow

Playin hatin on me it's a "no no"

Step up or get stepped on

Matter fact step through your whole rep gone

Niggas walk around lik they have teflon

He ain't even carry and they all wet bomb

Out here u do the creep or get crept on

I'm gone

Yeah boy

U thought fukin things changed nigga

We run this man

Y'all niggas get the fuk out the way man