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歌曲名:Til The End歌手:Lloyd Banks专辑:The Hunger For MoreTil The EndLloyd BanksHunger For MoreTill the endLloyd BanksNobody dead knew they would die before they wokeIt probably started off a beautiful day with weed smokeOut of last night's pussy the murder that she wroteCold sweatin from a nightmare mind on a c-noteYou leave the door open of intensions of fulfillin your visionsConstantly sidetracked thinking about who's your man and who isn'tMaybe its necessary, maybe you're overreactingMaybe your actual downfall is that hole that you clappin'Maybe ya pullin conversations that are controllin ya actionsMaybe your homie overheard and never told you what happenedYou look behind you when you turn the cornaCause death has promised ya you seen some niggas go before yaN' threats are honest…n with that lingering in the back of ya headYa know it's possible that you wont make back in ya bedThe confusion of jealously and dishonor'll spin yaBut there's nothing that hurt worse then when that gun powders in yaIf you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)Let's toast till we dieRoll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)Let's toast till we dieRoll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)The smell of marijuana reeks off meI raise hell before I speak softlCaught in the mixPut at least a hundred grand on one and bought him a sixAcknowledged the weaknesses that his man he taught him to fixWe aint never left the hood so we cam corded the tripsI've done watched a nigga go from BET to the bricks…shitHer slanted eyes with ya chocolate Thai gave meIm a bachelor... nigga u aint knockin my ladyA lot of these niggas been jockin mine latelyN' I hope you catch the long nap, rock-a-bye baby (gun shot)When 2 brothers, pushed outta different mamasClose enough to conflict or put this shit behind usya baby boy made the big timeHoes is watching n' these niggas trying to get mineRemember back then with lines n' ya flattopHoping ya moms aint the mama on crack rockIf you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)Let's toast till we dieRoll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)Let's toast till we dieRoll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)I keep my mind on my money and my head to the skyI never really smile much if you was here you'd know whyThere's frustration and fire if you look in my eyeThe media fuckin me up, right hookin my highNiggas hated on us before the game took us insidethen they opened their arms wide took the whoopin' n' criedI got a platinum plaque hangin' on the wall in my cribAnd handsome is one of the things they've been callin the kidThey watch you close when you coppin all those VS stonesIf you ain't tryin' to get it poppin leave the BS homeI've got us a ditty broad that gives thee best domeAnd im blowin on some of the finest weed that's grown homesYou won't know when they gon' dump a slugBut you can tell im getting money from the line out in front the clubMy whole click caked up, u can't compare the doeAnd if its only one bitch don't even share a hoeIf you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa)Fuck a bill, fuck a bitch, fuck a benz (my friend....whoa)Let's toast till we dieRoll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa)One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa)Let's toast till we dieRoll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na)If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (Whoaaaaaaaaa)My friennnnnnd (Whoaaaaaaaa)Na na naIf you my nigga you my nigga till we go (Whoaaaaaaaaa)My nee-ga-row (Whoaaaaaaaaa)Na na nahttp://music.baidu.com/song/368947
