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Lloyd Banks( Christopher Charles Lloyd )
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When the Chips Are Down
Lyricist:Lloyd Banks, Michael J Clervoix, Lol Creme, Kevin Godley, Derick Prosper, Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Yee! These niggas wanna see me 'Cuz of the way I shine But it ain't that easy to get mine You get ya ass laid down
Down The paint is peelin' Now And when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now Your head goes round and round
Funny how the world revolves around my click 'Cuz just a year ago a nigga ain't have shit Me and my right hand share the same outfit Which fueled the fire that I air the game out with
It's amazing the way that boy came out quick For that platinum niggas'll blows ya brains out, shit I'm the new nigga the others can't stand The rubber band man be goddamned if I can
Let another nigga fill my spot If a niggas steal from me it's the steel I pop I'm on my grind so if you thought I chill, I'm not Gon' stop lettin' that steering peel on the block, why not?
Down The paint is peelin' Now And when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now Your head goes round and round
Down The paint is peelin' Now And when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now Your head goes round and round
Banks they think I'm yayos replacement, nah I borrowed his G-Units to walk through the matrix I'm signed to the doctor, I ain't got no patience So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face lift
Magazines wanna know where they fuck L.A been It almost died in the same car sure got grazed in 2001 I was playin' my play-station I heard 9 shots , I'm face down with my heart pacing Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
All I could think about as hidin' my gun and my drugs in the basement It was either that or the state pen I woke up out of that coma Police waitin' for a statement
Down The paint is peelin' Now And when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now Your head goes round and round
Down The paint is peelin' Now And when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now Your head goes round and round
Pass the weed and let a nigga get into a zone Papa left me all alone in the world to roam But now I'm grown, millionaires on my cell phone A year past now, caw dead and L gone
And I'm sick, bought chopper with a long click So think about that before you make your songs dick Or lose a limb, please don't get me confused with him 'Cause I'm down to go a whole round, lose or win
If I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride Every strip, block, and projects is on my side I'm ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm, broke nigga
Down The paint is peelin' Now And when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now Your head goes round and round
Down The paint is peelin' Now And when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now Your head goes round and round
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