Name: Playboy
Duration: 4 min 32 s
Description: Слушайте песню Playboy - Lloyd Banks онлайн с альбома The Hunger For More в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:32. Год выхода - 2004

The Hunger For More

Lloyd Banks

Tony Yayo

Ain't No Click

Warrior

On Fire

50 Cent

Snoop Dogg

I Get High

I'm So Fly

Young Buck

Work Magic

If You So Gangsta

Warrior Part 2

Karma

The Game

When The Chips Are Down

Til The End

Die One Day

Playboy

Unknown

Guess who's the man this winter, straight out the land of sinners

The Range is tan with spinners, check out the white mirrors

Blow with the damn winners, while you and your man's finished

Two in your Rams fitteds, turn off your light switch

Holdin' my torch down, even when the force 'round

You let your wife roam, she want a divorce now

You niggaz ain't this gully, play it I paint your skully

You never take this from me the riders and all the gangsters love me

You shouldn't be a problem, I ain't be a problem

See you later I read your head, you be a Robin

I know your type, hoppin' all over beat screamin'

You call it hypin' yourself up, I call it street dreamin'

I do it for all the haters, the players roll with the 'gators

They lookin' forward to favors, gossip is all they gave us

You niggaz wasn't quiet, meet the whales and the fishes

You leak the precinct up, play Tattletale with the snitches

Even my momma knows, I got all kind of hoes

They wait outside of shows, strict after the diner close

I'll get designer clothes, without the wine or rose

Take off my baby blue mink, and Carolina Vogues

Come here, take a look inside a entertainer's closet

I never trust a bitch, I blame Lorena Bobbitt

Niggaz stay in pocket, I know you're mad at me

But shit ain't all peaches and cream, and I ain't Sara Lee

Don't ice me, you starin' at the wrong one

It's a lot of girls here, go and get a grown one

We at the bar poppin' bottles 'til they all gone

If you ain't leavin' here with us, you can walk home

'Cause someone else will, they know how we ride

If you a playboy, you got one on East side

Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride

I do this for the hood, niggaz stuck in the slammer

I smile 'cause I'm good, you act tough for the camera

Run from the lil' kids, they fuckin' with Santa

'Cause they like 2Pac more, word? Word to my grandma

I figure I might as well leave here with my glock drawn

'Cause they'll take ya to jail, even when you're not wrong

Dawg, you're not this flashy, jux you got to blast me

Every rock is classy, nobody on your block can match me

You shouldn't wanna fight, unless you wanna fight

For your life in the hospital a hundred nights

I know your type, run behind your girlfriend rushin'

You call it quality time, I call it handcuffin'

I'm on a beach in Miami, so you ain't reachin' my family

All weekend with panties from Puerto Rican Cammie

You niggaz wasn't tough, I shoulda snapped two flicks

You wore your pants tight, played Pitty-Pat with the chicks

Even my father knows, where the revolver goes

I bring the beef to your front door like Dominoes

And my diamonds froze, that mean my time is froze

Me in the club from when it's poppin' 'til the time it close

Half of these so-called real niggaz'll probably sing

Nah, I ain't pullin' over, learned that from Rodney King

So tell your homey chill, you know I hold the steel

Everything be jabs and hooks, and you ain't Holyfield

And if you in here with a strap get yo' hands up

What, man fuck what he said man, put 'em up

Слушайте песню Playboy - Lloyd Banks онлайн с альбома The Hunger For More в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:32. Год выхода - 2004

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