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Lloyd Banks( Christopher Charles Lloyd )
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Lights, Camera, Packin
(Yea we back! .its a 2 G thing boy . . it dont stop i feel better then ever my car go up and down, my shoes 1400, who want it?) Uh I raps like crack, my lacks nike black, my straps right here, dont get your ass clapped, wheels on the chair, a crippled ass back you see the clouds in the sky, i put you past that Im drunk and im blunted', my G 900, my green 550, name it i done it, Im coller than a fridge, my jeweler's on his Biz, Bandana bid, bitches drooling on the kid, Im south jamaica bred, on a paper bed, you put niggas to sleep my lines wake the dead, my women dont argue
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