AlterEgo

They kind talk shit to you and sue you, don't let 'em fool you
Boxed in, results of beatin' em brutal
Nigga I ain't the new you, I'm the first me
Unrated version, in an armored Suburban
And the pitch of life's curvin', ain't nothin' for certain
Close friends be turnin', fuck it...close his curtain
It's darker on the other side, God let my number slide
Hot since his Benz's was bubble-eyed
Only green matters, besides that I'm colorblind
Thuggin' 21 Jump Street, undercover time
Catch me in the street, one deep, handle rubber 9
Niggas yap enough bout mine, another trouble sign
Pricks handin' out tips on me and my click
Private investigatin' on that CSI shit
Keep ya mind quick and ya dirt low, people gossip
Single than a muh'fucka, you ain't sleep wit my chick
Ain't shit change boy, same click, same Lloyd
Same phenomenal flow that got the game know him
Still got the flamer to bend ya, control ya anger
Nigga won't come out no more...like Kramer
Danger, mayhem, murda, mishaps and click-clacks
Surgery thru 6-packs, beef all over diss raps
I'll getcha giftwrapped, send ya ass back
Family and ya friends tighter than my last track
Hollow tips and politics headin' into November
Bottles sipped and model chicks, shit that I don't remember
I'ma lender, and you're a borrower fuckin' pretender
I'm on it every month now, see you niggas December

Remember
I am pound for pound, the PLK
Yeaaaa
I run this shit
Uh, Green Gang
Shout out to all my nigga man...real niggas man
Fake niggas die quick
G-Unit still the click man...yea
Green Gang hit man
I'm the shit again

skunkie

good lookin... nigga wont come out no more like kramer haahah

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"We aint the ones to flex on
We always got the sket on
Step on, or get 3 to yo head like Stephon"
Lloyd Banks