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(feat. Eminem) [Whoo Kid:] Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! [Eminem:] SHADY/AFTERMATH... WHOO KID! LET'S GO! 10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1! [gunshot] [Lloyd Bank$ {DJ Whoo Kid}:] "Return Of The PLK" brought me to feed-back (whoo! yeah!) "The Halloween Havoc" showed niggas, how I could repeat that! They need that! - Lay ya seatback; and pay attention And follow me thru Volume 3 [scratches] - outta dimension! {LLOYD BANK$! } [blast] {"COLD CORNER"! } [Lloyd Bank$:] "Return Of The PLK" brought me to feed-back (whoo! yeah!) [scratches] [blast] {BRING IT BACK! } [Lloyd Bank$:] "Return Of The PLK" brought me to feed-back (whoo! yeah!) [scratches] [blast] {DAMN! } [Lloyd Bank$:] "Return Of The PLK" brought me to feed-back (whoo! yeah!) Letras de cancionesAnd "The Halloween Havoc" showed niggas, how I could repeat that! They need that! - Lay ya seatback; and pay attention And follow me thru Volume 3 {PLK! } - outta dimension! [shot] They don't make niggas like they use to (uh!), I'm living proof! Making a killing off a sinning cause I give the truth. (uh!) When I ain't putting the crap down I'm spinning Coupes Soup hot! - I'm winter-proof them niggas wouldn't give a tooth. (yeah!) {COME ON! } I hit the switch, tint the roof, famous cause I flip the booth {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooo} Dangerous, what a hit produce a body you, and get the truest (ugh!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } Ask them if they caking - you probably ain't gon get the truth Me? I'm hella honest went Ferrari when I flipped the Coupe. {DAMN! } Sorry but we got ta' - party with the choppas (why?) Ammo when we casa, come slippin and we got cha. {COME ON! } Drippin' blood [gunshot] - like pasta! - Confine the boxers I be in shackles while my mama watch us 'til they pick a time to drop us. (yeah!) Excelent when a GM - I'm a pro at this Golden gift, grimey as the niggas I be rolling with. (heh!) Lil' man hold the .5th, heavy over loaded piff Chevy over chromey lips catch me with your homie, bitch! (uh!) [scream] In a swollen six, diamond flooded rolly wrist Shining was my only wish, chinchilla was for more. (whoo!) If the club a place for fun then what you bring your pistol for (ha!) All these dummies in denial when drama pop this shit to floor Money coming by the pile? war (uh!) C-notes in the liquor store speed boats on a different shore. (shore!) A nigga tell you I ain't the one - but he ain't know nothing! Bet he change his opinion you let him hold something. I'm in a rove stunting - wheels back to back From a block away or more you'd think I had the traffic packed (uh!) Shawty's rest in Cadillacs! - Can't hold they asthma back. Niggas talking "mills" now - they ain't made half of that! (yeah!) Me I'm in the hood for real, right there where they trapping at Right there where it happens at - all familiar habit that. My habits are, carrots y'all, sexing in the fastest cars (ugh!) Green gang mastermind; nine levels past the bar. (whoo!) Past the torch, niggas don't deserve it, never past the Porsche I am what they leeching off, BAP! - Get them bastards off! (get them bastards off!) Rock in the rap game the top guys pageants off [gunshot] Took it like a murder when he wouldn't knock a rabbit off. (rabbit off!) Catch me out in Madison - on my automatic horse Word play magical a millimeter Gat 'em off! (Gat 'em off!) You won't have a career, after I shatter yours! Then splatter his, what my overwhelming average is. (yeah!) [Chorus:] Streets ain't a game nigga! (game nigga!) I was born by myself, but I ain't going how I came nigga. (came nigga!) Cause I'm a take a couple with me, if they get me! I'm tipsy and fucking high as hell off a sticky. Come on if you with me! - I'm strong in the city I'm never by myself I got the chrome riding, dig me. (dig me!) Rest in peace to 'Pac! Rest in peace to Biggie! The industry been shiney now, let's increase the gritty! [Outro:] Yeah! {"COLD CORNER"! } I know 'bout you man... My corner! Yeah! {CAN'T FORGET... B. Y.! } Same shit rumor... 2 G's Up, man! [scratches] [scream] From Letras Mania