Real Recognize Real lyrics

by

Lloyd Banks


[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
It's a new day n*gga
Better wake the f*ck up man

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Real RecognizeReal
Live for a dolla bill
That's how I feel
Hoes still won't chill
Leave my next mill
Got respect back then, got respect still
The tecs will, n*ggas won't play another game
Bet the weak n*ggas crumble and the thug remain
Love and pain won't change for a f*cking thang
Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang
Bang Bang

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
B.A.N.K.S
Two G's to the Dirt, New York states best
n*gga u only get one, it ain't eight left
Don't Russian Roulette with your life, it ain't a safe bet
Southsides brightest spitter
Won't change I'm not that type of n*gga
Unibomber product I deliver
Two chicks, four condoms and a fifth of brown
Even if the chips was down, I can always hit the town
I'm thinkin bout a Beamer for my B-Day
Speed scream scrambler you see me on the freeway
Everyday tree day, sevens like a nickel bag
Specialize in catchin a stunt, know how to get you mad
Living Legend but I come through in the Reg
Scoop my hood thing up, she do her one two in the bed
All the hate starts once u get the bread
But once u get the respect, a better n*gga sense of what's said
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Real Recognize Real
Live for a dolla bill
That's how I feel
Hoes still won't chill
Leave my next mill
Got respect back then, got respect still
The tecs will, n*ggas won't play another game
Bet the weak n*ggas crumble and the thug remain
Love and pain won't change for a f*cking thang
Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang
Bang Bang

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
Aww, R.O.C.K.S
AR's two AK's no vest
Project steps welcome to the Taridome
Terridactals'll get at u when your home
Two elevens turn to 187 in minutes
That's why this big mack eleven is pokin my pendix
Speed through down yo block, n*ggas mad huh
Bust at em, they divin all in the grass huh
I empty out then I reload
Before the whole clip, I shoot 3 like Cee Lo
Spit like my mouth got a jaw full of kilo's
Act like it's a game til I'm breaking through the cheat code
Barrel to yo pep hole
Friday, Highway, she give me cerebral
4 tecs, war vets, breakin down Debo's
Skinny n*gga gotta semi n*gga
Gamble with yo life and die at the casino
n*gga
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Real Recognize Real
Live for a dolla bill
That's how I feel
Hoes still won't chill
Leave my next mill
Got respect back then, got respect still
The tecs will, n*ggas won't play another game
Bet the weak n*ggas crumble and the thug remain
Love and pain won't change for a f*cking thang
Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang
Bang Bang

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
It'll be a cold day in the summer, 91 in the winter
Before I run from a n*gga
I got the drum with me n*gga
Flow dropped outta heaven, Rev Run with me n*gga
I spazz out, dead sober, no rum in me n*gga
Flow got a billion dollar bounty, ask about me
How I do it make n*ggas sorry, Bill O'Reilly
Death makes the brightest day cloudy
And still around me, dissappear from the super trooper, they fill the county
Need a pigeon of the piff
Media won't push me, cause I'm livin on a cliff
These n*ggas don't won't riffs
Same sh*t, east to west
Money grip, heat or vest
Take a hit, ease his stress
For I trick, leave a mess
For u flip, leave the ness
Grow a heart in yo chest
All I know is go harder, a phenominal rep
Gotta get money, cause bein bummy don't fit me
Right here in the bottom of the slums, come get me
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Real Recognize Real
Live for a dolla bill
That's how I feel
Hoes still won't chill
Leave my next mill
Got respect back then, got respect still
The tecs will, n*ggas won't play another game
Bet the weak n*ggas crumble and the thug remain
Love and pain won't change for a f*cking thang
Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang
Bang Bang
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