Lloyd Banks- What Y'All Wanna Do [Off MMITB PT5]

[Banks]
ugh what yall wanna do
what yall wanna do
nuttin, im right in front of you
Frontin, you know how the ballas do
Stuntin, its nothin

[Verse]
Now how am i gonna leave it alone, the neihborhood needs me
The hot boy on the record to make it look easy
Another CD you can take as a Free Bee,
I chasin the number one place in your tv
Whos known for takin somethin and makin it freezee
Come close youll be in the post
To make a long story short, big story about me and the toast
Ill turn your favorite MC to a Ghost
Throwin dirt on my name
Tie em up and keep feedin him soap
carefull, the NYPD want ya throat
Any nigga with eyes can see ya a joke
And he gonna hang himself all he need is the rope
We didnt have shit but 9 milameters and hope
The stress and bein broke turns weed into smoke
And i fear no man, if he can breathe he can choke
Im hot from the trops to the barber shops
I move units from the towers to the mom and pops
Hops, blue grean and white diamond blocks
Makin em sick like the feelin when the condom pops
Eight ATV's all kind of drops
No stress ima come off best
Eskimo flow bring the dow slow its a no show
You know the fo go everywhere im so low
Bout to hit the industry with a low blow
Playin hatin on me is a NO NO
Step it up or get stepped on
Matta fact, step to your whole ????
Niggas walk around like they have Teflon
And they aint even carryin they own weaPON
OUt here you do the creep and get crept on
im gone...

gyea! boy!
what the fuck you thought somthin changed man!?
WE RUN THIS SHIT MAN
YOU NIGGAS GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY MAN

Merci a toi Mr. Lyric

thx homie

merci