Banks Victory
Artist：50 cent
Songs Title：banks victory
Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever
So if **** hit the fan then we might as well die together
Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas
Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it
Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it
Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me
Im cocky, raps rocky, ***** you sloppy
You know that im, 8 levels above you *****
Ill club you *****, I never heard of you *****, ugly *****
Im the wrong one to provoke
You rattin on ****** is only gon leave you smoke
So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads
I got no friends, **** most of these cowards
They pop **** till we start approaching these cowards
While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer
And who flip when I call a ***** like she queen latifah
Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper
This **** can get uglier than the master p sneaker
We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus
Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna **** us
I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas
Ill sick rottweilers on you ****as, cops followin to cuff us
Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero
Ima break before I lay floor berry
Besides, every rapper aint a star, ***** plad aint bulbary
You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy
I know to watch botherin ya vision
You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
Why party wit a pigeon?
Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison
Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps
Im the last rapper to scare ****** since craig mack
Now every mornings a fast start
And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark
Run, move startin a wave
And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs
Im the young pimp pardon my age
I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids
****** find what club they at
Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac
Get advances from grey agra
See these record labels got most artists gettin ****ed like the gay rappa
I go the college on the tour
Im goin down in history *****, next to wallace and shakur
I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer
Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor
By now, you probably heard of me
Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a ****, you gon have to murder me
Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy
You match now, back down
****** love to hate you, but love you when you disappear
Catch me on the boat wit **** smoke and official gear
Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years
Besly in the robe, re-motes for liftin chairs
You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya
I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha
You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive
You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
Its a damn shame yall still local
Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals
*****
Still in the projects *****, you aint goin nowhere
You gon ****in be there for the rest of yo mutha****in life
And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin.....
To encourage you, somethin positive
Aight well I aint gon lie to you mutha****a, he aint goin nowhere
Get yaself a beer, get on the ****in curve
****in dirtbag
Banks VictoryLRC歌词
[00:00.94]Artist：50 cent
[00:02.31]Songs Title：banks victory
[00:03.31]
[00:14.63]Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever
[00:15.94]So if **** hit the fan then we might as well die together
[00:19.07]Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
[00:21.82]G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas
[00:24.19]Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it
[00:27.07]Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it
[00:29.69]Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me
[00:32.26]Im cocky, raps rocky, ***** you sloppy
[00:33.69]You know that im, 8 levels above you *****
[00:36.13]Ill club you *****, I never heard of you *****, ugly *****
[00:38.57]Im the wrong one to provoke
[00:42.57]You rattin on ****** is only gon leave you smoke
[00:45.32]So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads
[00:47.63]I got no friends, **** most of these cowards
[00:49.69]They pop **** till we start approaching these cowards
[00:52.13]While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
[00:55.76]I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer
[00:58.13]And who flip when I call a ***** like she queen latifah
[01:00.88]Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper
[01:03.34]This **** can get uglier than the master p sneaker
[01:05.74]We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus
[01:08.37]Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna **** us
[01:11.07]I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas
[01:13.45]Ill sick rottweilers on you ****as, cops followin to cuff us
[01:16.07]Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
[01:19.13]When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero
[01:21.76]Ima break before I lay floor berry
[01:23.82]Besides, every rapper aint a star, ***** plad aint bulbary
[01:26.69]You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen
[01:29.51]You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy
[01:32.14]I know to watch botherin ya vision
[01:34.13]You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
[01:37.07]Why party wit a pigeon?
[01:38.82]Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison
[01:41.32]Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps
[01:45.07]Im the last rapper to scare ****** since craig mack
[01:47.88]Now every mornings a fast start
[01:49.82]And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark
[01:52.26]Run, move startin a wave
[01:55.39]And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs
[01:57.76]Im the young pimp pardon my age
[02:00.59]I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids
[02:03.51]****** find what club they at
[02:04.82]Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac
[02:08.57]Get advances from grey agra
[02:10.38]See these record labels got most artists gettin ****ed like the gay rappa
[02:12.93]I go the college on the tour
[02:16.06]Im goin down in history *****, next to wallace and shakur
[02:18.30]I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer
[02:21.31]Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor
[02:24.50]By now, you probably heard of me
[02:26.62]Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a ****, you gon have to murder me
[02:29.87]Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy
[02:32.01]You match now, back down
[02:35.38]****** love to hate you, but love you when you disappear
[02:37.57]Catch me on the boat wit **** smoke and official gear
[02:40.51]Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years
[02:42.89]Besly in the robe, re-motes for liftin chairs
[02:45.64]You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya
[02:47.95]I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha
[02:50.64]You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive
[02:53.13]You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
[02:55.95]Its a damn shame yall still local
[02:58.37]Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals
[03:00.93]*****
[03:01.24]Still in the projects *****, you aint goin nowhere
[03:05.24]You gon ****in be there for the rest of yo mutha****in life
[03:09.68]And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin.....
[03:13.68]To encourage you, somethin positive
[03:17.80]Aight well I aint gon lie to you mutha****a, he aint goin nowhere
[03:22.68]Get yaself a beer, get on the ****in curve
[03:25.49]****in dirtbag
