[Lloyd Banks]

Yee! [laughs]

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

These niggas wanna see me
Cuz of the way I shine
But it aint that easy
To get mine
You get ya ass laid down

[Voice in beat]

The paint is peelin?
When the chips are down
You gotta lose all feelin
Your head goes round n? Round

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Funny how the world revolves around my click
Cuz just a year ago a nigga ain? T have shit (damn)
Me and my right hand share the same outfit
Which fueled the fire that I air the game out with (whoo)
It? S amazing the way that boy came out quick
For that platinum niggas? Ll blows ya brains out, shit (bap)
I? M the new nigga the others can? T stand
The rubberband man be god damned if I can (oh)
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?

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2: The Game]

Banks they think I? M yayos replacement, nah
I borrowed his gunits 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 Suge got grazed in
2001 I was playin my playstation
I heard 9 shots, I? M face down with my heart pacing
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? (heart monitor beeps to flatline)


[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]

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 (dick)
Or lose a limb, please don? T get me confused with him (uh uh)
Cause I? M down to go a whole round, lose or win
If I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride (ride)
Every strip, block, and projects is on my side
I? M ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms (arms)
Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm (whoo)? Broke nigga

[Chorus x2]
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When The Chips Are Down Lyrics

The Game – When The Chips Are Down Lyrics

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