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Aint No Click

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Aint No Click

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1  Yeah nigga, fuckin' back for more   [Tony Yayo]                           1
2  Tony's Home   Yee nigga 2
3  Yo Banks, I told these nigga's, man   Fuckin back hunger for more                3
4  Y'all done fucked up now   Tony's home                  4
5                                            Yo Banks I told these niggas man 5
6  Ain't no click like the one I'm wit'   [Lloyd Banks]                                   6
7  If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get   Yall done fucked up now                          7
8  G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit   Yee!                                   8
9  If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit   Yeeeeee!                                                   9
10                  [Tony Yayo] 10
11        We gettin' doh' everywhere we go   Here We                                go 11
1  And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow   1
12  G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit   [Chorus: Lloyd Banks]                      12
2  If you ain't reppin' where you from, sit down   2
1  Aint no click like the one I'm with1
2  If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now)2
3  G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)3
4  If you aint reppin where you from then sit (Down)4
5  We gettin dough everywhere we go5
6  And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now)6
7  G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)7
8  If you aint reppin where you from sit down8
9      9
10  [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]10
      
  By now I know you done seen me  By now I know you done seen me
13  On ya' stadium or TV, with 380         on the EV   On your stadium or TV with three eighty on the EV 13
14  I skeet babies on ya breezy   I skeet babies on your breezy 14
15  And I ain't stoppin', only Jack the Jacob could freeze me   and I aint stoppin Only Jake the Jacob could freeze me 15
16                                          Leaves me and its bye bye gone 16
17  Squeeze me and it's bye-bye gone   We got guns like Pop-eye arms 17
18  We got guns like Popeye's arm                                         I put a ring on their finger But the rats still askin 18
19  I put a ring on every finger but the rats still askin'   cause theres one in all they mind                                19
20  'Cause there's one on all of mine, I'm the rap Phil Jackson and   Im                                        the Rap Phil Jackson      20
21                                                     n I built a rep for murderin every Whoo 21
22  I built the rep for murder on every Who Kid   Kid, Kayslay and Big Mike                              22
23  Kay Slay and Big Mike, admit it the kid tight                                         admit it the kid tight, And you 23
24  And you ain't even put up a fight   aint             even put up a fight 24
25  So it's back to the amateurs, wrappin' ya' sandwiches                so its back to da amatures, Wrapped in ya sandwhiches 25
26                                                          I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand with us 26
27  I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand wit' us                They hop in     the van with us and clap on cameras 27
28  They hop in the van wit us and clap on cameras   I hit     the clubs now I'm back tourin Canada          28
29  I hit the clubs, now I'm back tourin' Canada's   Amongst weed smokers, and crap floor gamblers                    29
3  Amongst weed smokers and crap floor gamblers   3
30              [Chorus] 30
31  Ain't no click like the one I'm wit'   [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]                      31
4  If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get   4
32  G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit                     Make sure the birds dont get brought to 'em 32
33  If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit   I watched Kobe go             from the      33
34                                           basketball court to the courtroom 34
35  We gettin' doh' everywhere we go                  Go ahead try n do me harm soldier 35
36  And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow              you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower 36
37  G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit                            And I'll be damn if I co-sign a old snitch 37
38  If you ain't reppin' where you from, sit down   that was gangbangin when jaws was a goldfish       38
39                                                          I'm the name they all screamin on the street 39
40  Make sure the birds don't get brought to him   for bullyin the bassline and leanin on the beat 40
41  I watched Kobe go from                   the Basketball Court to the courtroom   I'm well known now so you see me on the creeps                            41
42  Go 'head try to do my harm, solider            schemin on a freak fan blade leanin on a jeep 42
43  And you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower                Aint walkin with                                      the fire, so if you 43
44                                          say banks in ya verse then you 44
45  And I'll be damn if I cosign a old snitch   better       be talkin bout Tyra                         45
46  That was gang bangin' when Jaws was a Goldfish   From PA to LA, Atlanta to Texas,              46
47  I've been named New York's screamin' on the street   Nashville to Memphis, My buzz is                  47
48  For bullying the baseline and leanin' on the beat   tremendous                                                       48
49                                               I pass thru the city slow, but the 49
50  I'm well known now so you see me on the creep        hit the gas                        on the silly hoe 50
5  Schemin' on a freak, fan base leanin' on the jeep   5
6  They walkin' wit the fire   6
7  So if you say Banks in ya verse then you better be talkin' 'bout Tyra   7
8   8
9  From PA to L.A., Atlanta to Texas   9
10  Nashville to Memphis, my buzz is tremendous   10
11  I pass through the city slow but hit the gas on a silly hoe   11
  Bounce like ass in my video  Bounce like ass in my video
      
51  Ain't no click like the one I'm wit'   [Chorus: Lloyd Banks]                            51
12  If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get   12
52  G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit              Aint no click like the one I'm with 52
53  If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit               If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now) 53
54                                                    G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now) 54
55  We gettin' doh' everywhere we go                            If you aint reppin where you from then sit (Down) 55
56  And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow   We gettin dough everywhere we go                     56
57  G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit                              And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now) 57
58  If you ain't reppin' where you from sit down   G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)       58
59                                                        If you aint reppin where you from sit down 59
13  Aye yo, uno, dos, tres, quatro'   13
60  My click eat like the Twelve Holy Apostles   [Verse 3: Tony Yayo]                              60
14  We bust down models and plush out Tahoe's   14
61  Jewels froze, look like we hit the Lotto                         (Ayo banks let me put some work in, its been a while) 61
15   15
62  P89, my clip filled wit' hollows   Ayo, uno, dos, tres, cuatro          62
63  Stunt in            the club, get hit wit' yellow bottles   my clique eat like the 12 holy apostles                        63
64  Don't speak, ma, if ya neck don't swallow   And bust down models in flushed out tahoes 64
65  'Cause 50 push Bentley's and Dre push Diablo's   jewels froze look like we hit the lotto 65
66                                            P89, my clique filled wit hollows 66
67  That Eminem money got cash in my escrow                                    stun                           in the club get hit with yellow bottles 67
68  Screws [Incomprehensible] swimmin' in my Castro                  Don't speak ma, if your neck dont swallow 68
69  Yay' rap is crack and I got the best blow, best flow   cuz 50 push bentleys and Dre push Diablos                          69
70  Banks, put me            in the booth, let's go   That Eminem money got cash in my eskro            70
71                                                      screws Mcduck say swimmin in my cash flow 71
72  Think like Cestro,              the games in a lasso   Yay rappers cracked man I got the best blow           72
73  Jump                        in the Benz without snaps on the petro'   best flow, Banks put me in the booth lets go                  73
74  God gave me this flow so I am special   think like castro, Games in the lasso              74
75  In 16 bars, nigga, I'm finished, Faneeco                   dont jump in the Benz without steps on the petro 75
76                                          God gave me this flow so I am 76
77  Ain't no click like the one I'm wit'   special and 16 bars nigga I'm            77
78  If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get   finished, finito!                                               78
16  G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit   16
79  If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit   [Chorus]                                                   79
17   17
80  We gettin' doh' everywhere we go   [Tony Yayo]                           80
18  And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow   18
81  G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit   We Told YAll Muthafuckas Man!       81
82  If you ain't reppin' where you from sit down   Yall Niggas Look Like Us And Smell            82
83                                        Like Us But Your Not Us Man! 83
84  We told y'all motherfuckers, man   Lloyd Banks Hunger For More! 84
85  Y'all niggaz look like us, smell like us but y'all not us man   We Back Nigga!                                                       85
86  Lloyd Banks, 'Hunger For More'   50 The General!             86
87  We back, nigga, 50 the General   Young Dezzy Buck!                   87
88  Young Beezy Buck, Game   Game!                     88
89                                      The Rap Game Is Ours Nigga! 89
90  Rap game is ours, nigga   Hunger For More!               90
91  'Hunger For More', rider music, nigga   Rida Music Nigga!                       91
92  This for them gangstas                                     This For Them Gangsta, Them Generals, Them Comrades! 92
93  Them generals and them comrades   Uh Huh!                      93
94  This rider music                   This Is Rida Music! (HaHa) 94
      


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