Lloyd Banks - If You So Gangsta Lyrics
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]Around here them boys, 'dem don’t play (uh)You can hear the sounds of gun spray err dayI give 2 *****s by what a bird say (uh)Playboy don' do tings er way (whoo)Ims Raps Lebron Tef Long John (uh)Bergets Unarmed (uh) the next Sean..John (g'ea)By any means I protect my charm (uh huh)Play to bubble you up like my west shawn don (uh)Im only calm when im blowin that chron (uh)Getting them flashbacks like baby hold onnnI never thought I’d sweat so long (uh)And re-enact the scene of my ghetto song (uh)Eyes wondering off breath all gone (haa)Stomach all swolled up neck all warm (uh)Head still spinnin off that seagram vodkaDo you know who shot ya? ***** GET THE DOCTA![Chorus]If You So Gangsta…Then Why you tuck your chain in when you walk in the clubIf You So Gangsta…Why you a grown man still getting you pockets dugIf You So Gangsta…Then how come every time you get into beef you tellIf You So Gangsta…Why niggas know you for that in the streets, so well?[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]Now every now and then a new kid gotta winYeah, but unfortunally for you I’m him (sorry)In my new tan trucks with the blue dyed endHoppin out that big truck with the new wide rimAre ya cramped up on ya jet blew ride in (uh)We air the G4 let the crew dive in (shewww)Before Lloyd Banks tell, pop wont sellI feed a nigga a shell like taco bell (uhh)Im flyin out to japan to attract new fansLet em’ get to know the man with the tattooed handsThem gem stars leave ya face all fatSo learn to stash yours in your baseball cap (uh)Im eithier getting money out of state off rap (uh huh)So im tryin to figure out what made Mase fall backAnd them niggas in New York know the man is a monsta (uh)And I ain’t from Atlanta but I’ll A-Town Stomp Ya (Mo' *****a)[Chorus][Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]It’s like everywhere I look and everywhere I goIt’s a ***** sayin something slick (slick)…But you can suck my dick (dick)Im grade A nigga you don’t know who ya *****in wit (uh)They’ll run up on ya ass , you think you drunk ya lip (whoo)I got money bags big as a bump can getAnd pistols as long as the hand shaq dunkin wit (yea)I ain’t the type that’s desperateI’m modelin diamonds now you can call me Ice N’ BeffetMy down ***** holds the metalShe got a coke bottle figure and an ass that shake like a bowl of jelloYou ain’t even almost richThey *****in yo ass like the models in my porno flicks (broke nigga)Therefore you can’t afford no sixSo before you hop your ass on camera get your wardrobe fixed (haha)Banks don’t house warm not *****So if there was 5 of us (what?), Then she gon probably suck four more dicks (hah)[Chorus}
