Death Wish

Lyrics

[Intro: [?] & Lloyd Banks] I hate gossip And I don't walk around lookin' for it, you know But, yesterday it seemed to just wander around 'till it found me, you know like Gossip found me Uh Yeah-yeah, I like the way that sound N-n-n-n (Uh), n-noooow Yeah (Yeah) [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Nigga do you got a death wish? Cause comin' out your mouth like that is gonna get you laid out So respect this.. tuck your necklace, ya fuck around and get found Cause it's noooo love, hooold up, there's noooo luck when they rooooll up You be laid down, blood on the ground Ya run like a bitch, when ya boys ain't around [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Aye, if lately you been poppin' shit Then you should press skip Cause this is why I flip You're now part of a hit Ya dicks, since back then gettin' props was a thing to do So everybody wanna box with the kangaroo Like fat boy and the LOX just to name a few Ya told a story to the cops when they came to you Niggas built the green rocks so I changed to blue Lock box in the drops and the rangers too I know your wife don't make me pipe her And break up a happy home cause she thinks I'll like her These niggas been around since Biggie and ain't blow yet Damn, how many chances ya think you gon' get? 'Cause I remember when they suits were shiny Now they in army fatigues, boots and grimy, My back's to the wind and my troops behind me And if I get jiggy the suit's Armani [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Nigga do you got a death wish? Cause comin' out your mouth like that is gonna get you laid out So respect this.. tuck your necklace, ya fuck around and get found Cause it's noooo love, hooold up, there's noooo luck when they rooooll up You be laid down, blood on the ground Ya run like a bitch, when ya boys ain't around [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Aye, when you think of the city, you think about the Unit The team, some of the realest niggas to do it The drama don't move me so I call troops I rather snuff ya, tryna knock an eyeball loose Won't you save me the trouble, get real bent Slip on the steps and break ya own fuckin' neck These are shocking words, from a punk ass nigga Tell me to tell fifty, wassup ass nigga? Got the Hunger For More in his truck ass nigga Short so they used to take his bus pass nigga I send 'em to find ya, high off the ganja They'll turn the Marriott into hotel Rwanda I can tell that there was niggas that used to smack you Cause we don't ask why, we ask who I'm done sparring, it's over, I'm through Only reason you don't like it is cause it's 'bout you [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Nigga do you got a death wish? Cause comin' out your mouth like that is gonna get you laid out So respect this.. tuck your necklace, ya fuck around and get found Cause it's noooo love, hooold up, there's noooo luck when they rooooll up You be laid down, blood on the ground Ya run like a bitch, when ya boys ain't around