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Work Magic (Album Version|Explicit)

Lloyd Banks, YoungBuck
2004-01-014:11 minSynced lyrics

"Work Magic (Album Version|Explicit)" is a song by Lloyd Banks, YoungBuck, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:11 long and contains 91 lines and 747 words.

Lyrics

0:00Work Magic - Lloyd Banks
0:02I'm gon' ride I'm gon' ride
0:08They gon' ride we all gon' ride
0:12I've come from the heart of south side
0:15Holding it down for my niggas that died
0:18I gotta busy bird on my side
0:21Pop sh*t and get your whole mouth wired
0:23Baby had tried to steal off the payroll
0:25I'll have niggas scrappin' the skin off yo face
0:27With the same sh*t they peel the potatoes
0:29I thank the lord for my blessings and I'm glad he gave us
0:32The willpower and reflexes of Larry Davis
0:34You don't wanna see my block formin'
0:36That's a hundred and one Doggs
0:38And I don't mean the ones with the spots on' em
0:41We're respected highly
0:43Cause you don't need to practice gymnastics to catch a body
0:46Me and money's like Whitney next to bobby
0:49If I bring all my niggas I'll need an extra lobby
0:52As soon as you ain't around jake
0:54You get your a** whipped for chips
0:56Now that's the real definition of poundcake
0:58I got the crown snake and you can tell when I'm shopping
1:01Cause when the mall stampedin' you feel the ground shake
1:04I got a car I only drive on Thursdays
1:06I'm a stunna banks blows more cake than birthdays
1:10Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
1:12I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
1:15Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
1:18I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
1:21Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
1:24I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
1:27Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
1:29I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
1:32You know how I gets down this pound holds six rounds
1:35I told ya I'd be back b***h talk that sh*t now
1:38You hear that fo' fif sound duck when I spit rounds
1:41Cause this ain't Beverly Hills you in the bricks now
1:43We ain't got sh*t down here but d**e and guns for sale
1:47You get your head cracked and niggas don't run and tell
1:50It's like we sell crack get caught head back to jail
1:52We on that f**k the police sh*t we living in hell
1:55You better guard your grill homey and stand your ground
1:58These bullets burn they hit whoever's standing around
2:01I never learn even after I took a couple shots
2:04I just got me some band aids and bought a couple Glocks
2:07Had to go on a rampage and hit a couple blocks
2:10Once they hear that 12 gauge that's when the trouble stops
2:13If it's beef then I'm ready to ride
2:15Just come to cashville you can find me on the south side
2:18Motherf**ker
2:19Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
2:21I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
2:24Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
2:27I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
2:30Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
2:33I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
2:36Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
2:39I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
2:41Now I ain't from Michigan but I'm in the fab five
2:44You know yayo and 50 buck and game you know my f**kin' name
2:48Whether the truck or train my mind's stuck on the grind
2:51Cause somewhere down the line a lot of suckers came
2:54Yeah ain't talking sh*t but we can all tell he a**
2:56Jabs will black his eyes like the R Kelly mask
2:59You gotta blast me yo cause the Louisville
3:02Will have yo head looking like the top of a pistachio
3:05The young gunner with a raspy flow
3:07Got every boyfriend thinkin' their girlfriend's a nasty ho
3:11My heart laughing it's small
3:13Maybe it's cause my grandpop dropped right after the ball
3:16Banks hops out bulletproof this bulletproof that
3:20Bulletproof snorkel when you hot they hawk you
3:22I got the hood on my shoulder
3:24Chain big as a boulder
3:26The 357 tucker
3:27Motherf**ker
3:28Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
3:31I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
3:33Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
3:36I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
3:39Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
3:42I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
3:45Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
3:48I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
3:51Yeeuh haha
3:56Motherf**ker
3:58I'm here yeeuh
4:03Loyd banks
4:05G g g g g g g g g g g unit
4:11Money by any means ni**a
Work Magic - Lloyd Banks
I'm gon' ride I'm gon' ride
They gon' ride we all gon' ride
I've come from the heart of south side
Holding it down for my niggas that died
I gotta busy bird on my side
Pop sh*t and get your whole mouth wired
Baby had tried to steal off the payroll
I'll have niggas scrappin' the skin off yo face
With the same sh*t they peel the potatoes
I thank the lord for my blessings and I'm glad he gave us
The willpower and reflexes of Larry Davis
You don't wanna see my block formin'
That's a hundred and one Doggs
And I don't mean the ones with the spots on' em
We're respected highly
Cause you don't need to practice gymnastics to catch a body
Me and money's like Whitney next to bobby
If I bring all my niggas I'll need an extra lobby
As soon as you ain't around jake
You get your a** whipped for chips
Now that's the real definition of poundcake
I got the crown snake and you can tell when I'm shopping
Cause when the mall stampedin' you feel the ground shake
I got a car I only drive on Thursdays
I'm a stunna banks blows more cake than birthdays
Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
You know how I gets down this pound holds six rounds
I told ya I'd be back b***h talk that sh*t now
You hear that fo' fif sound duck when I spit rounds
Cause this ain't Beverly Hills you in the bricks now
We ain't got sh*t down here but d**e and guns for sale
You get your head cracked and niggas don't run and tell
It's like we sell crack get caught head back to jail
We on that f**k the police sh*t we living in hell
You better guard your grill homey and stand your ground
These bullets burn they hit whoever's standing around
I never learn even after I took a couple shots
I just got me some band aids and bought a couple Glocks
Had to go on a rampage and hit a couple blocks
Once they hear that 12 gauge that's when the trouble stops
If it's beef then I'm ready to ride
Just come to cashville you can find me on the south side
Motherf**ker
Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
Now I ain't from Michigan but I'm in the fab five
You know yayo and 50 buck and game you know my f**kin' name
Whether the truck or train my mind's stuck on the grind
Cause somewhere down the line a lot of suckers came
Yeah ain't talking sh*t but we can all tell he a**
Jabs will black his eyes like the R Kelly mask
You gotta blast me yo cause the Louisville
Will have yo head looking like the top of a pistachio
The young gunner with a raspy flow
Got every boyfriend thinkin' their girlfriend's a nasty ho
My heart laughing it's small
Maybe it's cause my grandpop dropped right after the ball
Banks hops out bulletproof this bulletproof that
Bulletproof snorkel when you hot they hawk you
I got the hood on my shoulder
Chain big as a boulder
The 357 tucker
Motherf**ker
Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
Look at here ain't nobody' round here scared
I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeeuh this shiny sh*t right here
I'll work magic and make you niggas disappear
Yeeuh haha
Motherf**ker
I'm here yeeuh
Loyd banks
G g g g g g g g g g g unit
Money by any means ni**a

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