when the chips are down lyrics – lloyd banks

[lloyd banks]

yee! [laughs]

[chorus: lloyd banks]

these n*gg*s wanna see me
cuz of the way i shine
but it aint that easy
to get mine
you get ya *ss laid down

[voice in beat]

the paint is peelin’
when the chips are down
you gotta lose all feelin
your head goes round n’ round

[verse 1: lloyd banks]

funny how the world revolves around my click
cuz just a year ago a n*gg* ain’t have sh*t (d*mn)
me and my right hand share the same outfit
which fueled the fire that i air the game out with (whoo)
it’s amazing the way that boy came out quick
for that platinum n*gg*s’ll blows ya brains out, sh*t (bap)
i’m the new n*gg* the others can’t stand
the rubberband man be god d*mned if i can (oh)
let another n*gg* fill my spot
if a n*gg*s steal from me it’s the steel i pop
i’m on my grind so if you thought i chill, i’m not
gon’ stop lettin that steering peel on the block, why not?

[chorus x2]

[verse 2: the game]

banks they think i’m yayos replacement, nah
i borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix
i’m signed to the doctor i ain’t got no patience
so he put me with 50 cent now i got a face lift
magazines wanna know where they f*ck la been
it almost died in the same car suge got grazed in
2001 i was playin my playstation
i heard 9 shots , i’m face down with my heart pacing
all i could think about as hidin’ my gun and my drugs in the bas*m*nt
it was either that or the state pen
i woke up out of that coma
police waitin’ for a statement… (heart monitor beeps to flatline)


[verse 3: lloyd banks]

p*ss the weed and let a n*gg* get into a zone
papa left me all alone in the world to roam
but now i’m grown, millionaires on my cell phone
a year past now, caw dead and l gone
and i’m sick, bought chopper with a long click
so think about that before you make your songs d*ck (d*ck)
or lose a limb, please don’t get me confused with him (uh uh)
cause i’m down to go a whole round, lose or win
if i should die, ride a g through the hood with pride (ride)
every strip, block, and projects is on my side
i’m ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms (arms)
sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm (whoo)… broke n*gg*

[chorus x2]

/ lloyd banks lyrics