Artist: Lloyd Banks Lyrics
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Song: Born Alone, Die Alone Lyrics
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[Chorus]
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I came in this world by myself (uh huh)
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So i don't need no friends (nope)
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I rather have it this way (yeah)
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It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
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You motherfuckers gon' respect me (yeah)
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Cuz i can take you off here today
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I rather have it that way (uh huh)
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It's ok, it's ok (whooooo)
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[Verse]
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Uh..
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I'm on the prowl with the hammer, hardly smile at the camera
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Too many niggaz is dyin', i'm spendin' time with my grandma (geah)
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A hundred grand in the safe, a hundred grand in your face
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A million plus in the bank, will scuffed in the paint (Oh!)
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You handcuffin' that bitch, she dont wanna be with you
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All she want is your chips, my lil' nigga beat it too (uh huh)
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Stick the heaters through, so we can party good
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Rare son will beat it through, brawl it out in Hollywood
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The Boywonder will unravel your team
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I'm TRL next to Avril Lavigne, all my carrots are green (uh)
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The booda is purple (uh) we rule and i hurt you (uh)
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You movin' in circles, we do it all, movies, commercials (God Damn!)
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Stadiums, clubs, ladies and thugs, hood and the 'burbs
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I'm on the red carpet cuz i'm good with my words
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I'm ready for war, i'm stackin' my chips
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You flappin' your lips, you niggaz ain' even hoodrich.. (Geah!)
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[Chorus]
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I came in this world by myself (uh huh)
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So i don't need no friends (nope)
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I rather have it this way
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It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
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You motherfuckers gon' respect me (geah)
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Cuz i can take you off here today
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I rather have it that way (uh huh)
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It's ok, it's ok (Ghea!)
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[Verse]
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Keep your circle official, watch them niggaz thats with you (why)
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Outsiders'll get you, hot shit in your tissue (sue)
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All i need is my figures, i aint stressin' no hoes (uh)
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Ridin' roudn with my niggaz, hand crushin' that 'Dro
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Fiddy made me a star, now they know who we are
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Album top of the charts, your condo is my car (Ha)
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Income is my chain. stash box is my watch (huh)
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You fairly new in the game, i ain't passin' the rock (na uh)
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All i been sensin' is hate, ever since i been straight
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Cuz they stuck in the hood, hand crumbs in their plate (Ha)
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And i'm strappin' the nine, in case they wanna combine
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Gather up on a nigga, i ain't rappin' in line
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Keep your eye on your money, stop eyeballin' mine
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Drop sumthin' every year, flop all of the time
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Stop makin' your records, i ain't answerin' shit
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Why don't you get off my dick... Bitch!
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[Chorus]
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I came in this world by myself
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So i don't need no friends (uh huh)
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I rather have it this way (uh)
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It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
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You motherfuckers gon' respect me
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Cuz i can take you off here today (uh huh)
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I rather have it that way
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It's ok, it's ok
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[Outro]
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It's ok nigga..
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I don't need no friends..
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I got money.. Hahaha
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G-UNit...!!!
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Born Alone, Die Alone
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| Lloyd Banks |
