Reppin' Time Lyrics - Lloyd Banks

New York City 

It's me 

GGGGG G-unit 

Eh, You better watch your moves 

Cause I am not your crew 

I'm hoppin' through 

Impossible to do what I can do 

I found my meal ticket 

Made it but I still kick it 

Faded but I still notice the hate and learn to deal with it (f**k) 

I'm on a level not everybody can get to 

They've sent you a pitbull 

My beam red, my wrist blue (Uh) 

What's up guy? I miss you (what up?) 

And until the day I'm with you 

I'ma go hard to convince you 

And push on like a pimp do (yeah) 

If it went down it was meant to (uh huh) 

it'll drive you or prevent you 

Me with a instrumental makes it sound so simple 

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I hold the city down 

I'm ridin' with the? round 

Silly clown, I pull the ferrar up and? down 

And my ceilings round 

30 feet off the ground 

30 minutes from the slum 

run when you hear that sound (pow) 

Man y'all done did it now 

the hottest kid in town (yeah) 

right on your f**king heels (YEAH) 

run on and tuck your tails 

You thinkin' couple dollars 

I'm thinkin' couple mills 

So my belt buckles froze 

Man I just f**ked these ho's 

You see my hearts been cold 

Since I was nine years old 

Bold, yet underage 

Mind on another page 

Eyes red as my grades 

Stumbling through a phase 

Momma did all she could 

Shit ain't do no good 

Photos 

See once your lines flat 

There aint no comming back 

They don't really want no beef (Nah) 

They just wanna rap 

And that's my point exact 

? just run and rat 

And you'll be behind a cage 

A number on a patch 

Your destiny's been snatched 

Apparently perhaps 

I can make my mark with words 

remember me through raps 

So when I walk up 

They'll be all stuck 

From the porshe up 

What it cost? What 

Zero in on my zero's and cough up 

*fifty* 

Go 'head, let it out 

It's ok to look as stupid as you sound, clown 

*Banks* 

I'm nothing like the ones you've heard 

I came right off the curb 

Made it big and that's deserved 

You niggaz got the nerve 

I gave the streets heat 

And they livin' each week 

The only way we sleep 

Is six feet deep 

Never bite the hand that feeds 

Provides for your needs 

We ride till we die 

We die pop and bleed 

Until they cock and squeeze 

I get the? with ease 

G's turn to millions 

Millions turn into properties 

I'm on the road to riches 

A row full of six's 

I'm cold as the pole 

Won't fold for these bitches (NAW) 

The flows brought the ho's 

The ho's brought the shows 

The show's brought the glock 

The glock brought the drop 

The drop brought the cops 

The cops brought the cuffs 

But I just bought the law 

They'll get me out by four 

Now holla at ya boy 

Boy? get the bread 

My weed is purple and my eyes is all red.