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Lloyd Banks

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We Run The Town

by Lloyd Banks

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Lyrics: [Featuring: Vado] [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Do you have any idea what you stumbled on? Quick chills everytime song is on I'm heating up and I'm 'bout to pop My style came from the sons of corn Shine so bright, give the crowd shades Might get burned when the son perform On point cause you don't get two mistakes There's wolves and apes, I'm jungle born ? to myself Four G's on these belts You cool freezin', I'm so even See? season we stealth Banks got the game in a headlock This ain't gon' feel like a late shot More like I'm rammin' y'all with a cannon ball And air you out 'til your head pop Now everybody poppin' shit cause I'm popular Think I just seen a binocular Put me anywhere and I'll stand out Kick a sixteen at an opera Figured I'd bring out a throwback Bitch look mean,? jockin' her But I'm game tight and you know that And I'm yellin' out "Where the hoes at?" Sellin' out of the Kodak Tell 'em that I'll never go back Killin' em now let the dough stack Still be a legend with no plaque Million dollar on my doormat I get 'em with one of my old raps I'm chilln' with something exclusive On the Southside, nigga 'ol that [Hook] Shouts to my bitches, I got a million Fuck all my haters, fuck how they feelin' My money is up, up to the ceiling You buzz done died down, I did the killin shit We run the town G'd up, hoodies down We run the town G'd up, hoodies down [Verse 2: Vado] Ayo, my mask on like gimme dat Mags long, we empty that Act wrong we clap strong Air max on my Fendi strap Four door that Bentley black Light cars drop plenty racks ? we spark fours You want more than these snitchin' caps Far from hungry, who? Nigga you don't know what they put me through Shit I came from the block with a rock from the stu When you were tryna block, shoot the rock, go to school Never thought? cops even move Or even when it's hot? play it cool Yeah I served that, where you learn that from? ? clean get the mop with the tool Bossling, they call me Rothstein The safe deposit through Rolls Royces, gulf stream Walk in closets show every brand of cloth seen I wear my pockets, take 50 grand exhausting
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