The London
If it's beef, imma run down
Actin tuff cuz you got a gun now
I hear you saying what you gon do
When you in my face I'll remind you
Whether seven ten or you five two
You'll be six feet when I find you
I see red and I leave ya mind blue
I thought you knew that's how I do
King Banko, true leader of the pack
And I don't know how to act off a liter of that yak
So I never get drunk I'm on gasoline
Try to read me, you gon see a magazine playa
You the man around here, huh
Ya name ringing and they know you everywhere huh
I don't care none, because this always me
Same nigga from them project hallways B
X, Webster is where I found my soul
Got robbed and I came back, found my gold
Any disrespect is gon be met wit defiance
And I'll pull up by myself, I don't need no alliance
I don't even need a driver, I specialize in walk downs
It's a cold world, even colder when that hawk out
So I mind my business, off the block when it's dark out
Young niggas wilding, even cops getting parked now
For real, I don't talk what I don't witness
Or debate what I don't know, what I hear is never mentioned
And if I ever challenged, it's dub every mission
You ain't L O A D then anybody get it nigga
If it's beef, imma run down
Actin tuff cuz you got a gun now
I hear you saying wat you gon do
When you in my face I'll remind you
Whether seven ten or you five two
You'll be six feet when I find you
I see red and I leave ya mind blue
I thought you knew that's how I do
Actin tuff cuz you got a gun now
I hear you saying what you gon do
When you in my face I'll remind you
Whether seven ten or you five two
You'll be six feet when I find you
I see red and I leave ya mind blue
I thought you knew that's how I do
King Banko, true leader of the pack
And I don't know how to act off a liter of that yak
So I never get drunk I'm on gasoline
Try to read me, you gon see a magazine playa
You the man around here, huh
Ya name ringing and they know you everywhere huh
I don't care none, because this always me
Same nigga from them project hallways B
X, Webster is where I found my soul
Got robbed and I came back, found my gold
Any disrespect is gon be met wit defiance
And I'll pull up by myself, I don't need no alliance
I don't even need a driver, I specialize in walk downs
It's a cold world, even colder when that hawk out
So I mind my business, off the block when it's dark out
Young niggas wilding, even cops getting parked now
For real, I don't talk what I don't witness
Or debate what I don't know, what I hear is never mentioned
And if I ever challenged, it's dub every mission
You ain't L O A D then anybody get it nigga
If it's beef, imma run down
Actin tuff cuz you got a gun now
I hear you saying wat you gon do
When you in my face I'll remind you
Whether seven ten or you five two
You'll be six feet when I find you
I see red and I leave ya mind blue
I thought you knew that's how I do
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Writer(s): Robert Franklin
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