Letra de When The Chips Are Down - Lloyd Banks
Letra de canci�n de When The Chips Are Down de Lloyd Banks lyrics
[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]
Down�
The paint is peelin�
Now�
When the chips are down
Down�
You gotta lose all feelin
Now�
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?
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[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)
[Chorus]
[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]
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]
Down�
The paint is peelin�
Now�
When the chips are down
Down�
You gotta lose all feelin
Now�
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?
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/when-the-chips-are-down-lloyd-banks.php
[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)
[Chorus]
[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]
