lirik lagu lloyd banks - do it for this block
[intro: {dj whoo kid}]
this is for my n-gg-, man.
my n-gg-s stay on “the cold corner”… {can’t
forget…}
this sh-t is for me, youkno’imean? {marc labelle! }
that’s, i don’t give a f-ck who like it… {phoenix!}
i do this for him, and e’ry men who like it! {mico!}
real n-gg-s be late…
[bridge:]
this for my n-gg- man!
i do it for his block!
i do it for this block! {“cold corner”!}
i do it for his block! {d-mn! }
i do it for this block!
[verse:]
ugh! – i do it like it’s more than just music (yeah!)
sider spiritually – lyrically theraputic.
how i shoot it? (uh!) – you would think i was tuted
(uh!)
eversince i was recruited (uh!) – i punched on beats –
black ‘n’ blued it.
who would really wanna go i get silly with the flow
(flow!)
keep the milli’ when i roll (roll!) – through the city
hittin dro. (dro!)
do i pity n-gg-s? no! – the epidamey of flow (flow!)
new york city on my back – back to back lambo’s. (er!
er!)
i’m the sickest one (haha!) spitten it cigarette with
the dipp in it
i bang green! – but got goons bloodin and crippin it.
(uh!)
pimpin it! – my reigns infinite!
i fell in love with the street, remain intamit the ak
my instrument (whoo!)
f’in wise n-gg-s can’t see with the naked eye
weapon by n-gg-s gone give me my respect if i (i!)
get on a rapper he won’t greive to get a second try
first of all i would serve ’em all like exercise!
(exercise!)
two b-tches at a time, new nickel nine (nine!)
pitsburg pee line you won’t get through mine. (mine!)
big spurr we flyin keep the pistol by him
n-gg-s think everything funny but it don’t tickle
dyin’. (tickle dyin’!)
and n-gg-s cripple by him
ride for most the night think cristal buyin’ long as
n-gg-s trying i’ll be grip relyin’. (yea-eh!)
poverty hip providen slide when they hit the side and
why would i trust a tramp – don’t won’t no st-tches by
him. (uuuhh-oooohhh!) {whoooooooooooooooooo}
skip the sucker sh-t, still screamin f-ck a b-tch
{kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
they coming by the curnal and i pop ’em for the f-ck of
it. (ugh!)
what’s up with it? – you can’t fit my shoe it’s a
custom fit
you know what i’m accustomed to – car dealer customer.
(yeah!)
red carpetcompany – loui v. comforter
shorty with a whole lota junk in the trunk with her.
(uh!)
the eyes don’t lie and i can see a sign through shades
behind the tint of the s – and y’all behind some greys.
(greys!)
monopolized new phase your profit rise you save (save!)
don’t go splurgen it ain’t been off the block 2 days.
(days!)
go get a glock an’ 2 ‘ks! – no laughin’!
if it’s f-ck me it’s f-ck you more. i’m old fashioned!
(fashioned!)
[chorus:]
it ain’t for the awards or the b-tch -ss props [echoes]
i do it for this block! [echoes] (yeah!) – i do it for
this block! [echoes] (yeah!)
i do it for his block! [echoes]
ain’t no rules in hip-hop get rude get shot [echoes]
(yeah!)
i do it for this block! [echoes] (yeah!) – i do it for
his block! [echoes] (yeah!)
i do it for this block! [echoes]
[outro:]
this for the hood, man!
yeah.
it’s all good…
i’m outta here!
get at me!
ugh!
i do it for his block…
[outro: (lloyd bank$)]
can’t forget… the boss… 50 cent!
get ya copies… on thisis50-dot-com! (i do this for
this block!)
d-mn!
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