Lloyd Banks – Misunderstood

[Verse 1] Three different bitches on my line one time Diamonds jumping up and down like the baby ain’t mine Coming in first like its 88 I’m, I’m with my rollie off Them people know the homie ‘course I’m ten years down Don’t need my haters sad to satisfy me Wasn’t for favors I be splattered probably Grew up with murderers never had a Cosby Enjoy the party with your [?] I’m moving harder ties with me that’s flashy killings my motto Still stuck on success tip pussy spill a Moscato Swear to God I get a chance again I’ma kill like Chicago Hip hop selflishly tampering this what you… Read More

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