Lloyd Banks - Die One Day lyrics

[VERSE 1]

(uh huh)

I keep my hip on pound
Cause chickens hectic in my town
Drag my family with me cause that�s how real niggas get down (gea)
If it wasn�t for 50 I probably wouldn�t be around (gea)
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea)
If for that if you snap a finger and I�ll lay a nigga down (whoo)
It�s fucked up when you�re only facial expression is a frown (uh huh)
A hood rat will put a future in a fool�s pants
Till she find out you can�t buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh)
A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids
Better if I get shot tomorrow cause I don�t like surprises
When you hot as an oven they with open arms
When you cold as a freezer niggas treat you like they don�t need ya
Some people call it ?? me I call it amnesia
Live my life principal driven never bite that hand that feeds you (uh)
Never mind all the haters fuck�em all let them die slow
All I need is my niggas, money, liquor and hydro (I kno)

[CHORUS x2]

Everybody gon� die one day
Whether it�s natural cause it's a gunplay
But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday

[VERSE 2]

Don�t blame me
Blame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh)
The game needed this
Lloyd Banks AKA Mr. I don�t feed a bitch
Don�t need a bitch
I stay there when I need a bitch
You want a trick you need to switch
Cause I don�t think you could beat this bitch (whoa)
This is all I gotta have to blow
So whether it�s fast or slow
Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh)
Pop the back
Pass the dro
Roll about a half an O
The git citizenship my pimp is international (yee)
You gotta agree
These motherfuckas will probably find
Bin Laden before they find a nigga hotter than me
We on top as far as I can see
And since the hood watching me
My regular trip to the mall is a shopping spree (damn)
I�m the #1 draft pick none of ya�ll are topping me (uh huh)
I move around with the plastic you ain�t dropping me (uh huh)
They show me love on my city
They fuckin with me and I�m fuckin with them
Nigga G-Unit till the end (Gea)

[CHORUS x2]

[Lloyd Banks]

Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence)
And you'll no longer be walkin (walkin)
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence) Nigga.. (nigga)

Yeee..

You gotta love it!

Song lyrics from "The Hunger For More" album :

01. Ain't No Click lyrics
02. Playboy lyrics
03. Warrior lyrics
04. On Fire lyrics
05. I Get High lyrics
06. I'm So Fly lyrics
07. Work Magic lyrics
08. If You So Gangsta lyrics
09. Warrior Part 2 lyrics
10. Karma lyrics
11. When The Chips Are Down lyrics
12. Til The End lyrics
13. Die One Day lyrics
14. South Side Story lyrics
15. Just Another Day lyrics