Work Magic (Album Version|Explicit)
Lloyd Banks, YoungBuck"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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