Warrior Part 2(Album Version (Edited))

歌詞

Woo Yeah Remix (Ha Ha) Lloyd Banks (Uh Huh) Ha Ha It's like a throne that he don't even own He won't sit down give him a crown he just throws it around It's like a joke he's like a king but he don't do a thing He don't want the diamonds want the gold or want the jewelry He don't want the room and he don't want the loot he's in it for the sport Runnin circles 'round his competition on the court He appreciates your support but he ain't beggin for it And you can love and you can hate it but you can't ignore it you can't be that ignorant But you can try to sell him short But you can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it And he was born to raise hell like them country boys And If I'm frontin then you better come confront me for it This is the story of a warrior and now you know it True warriors go ahead and make some noise It ain't healthy to be makin niggaz paranoid Hit your corner with my weapon I don't need my boys I'm doin a hundred twenty in the fast lane Kick back just relax let me do my thang Don't give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain Money power and respect in this rap game He's straight outta a neighborhood where niggaz hate To see you blow and eat your dinner off a bigger plate There stomachs ache while he's loungin in the big estate And he hops in a hundred thousand where the nigga stay houses with a bigger gate Houndin him's a big mistake he won't surrender he'll rather give up a rib to break Cause he remembers when they wouldn't lend a helpin hand Till he was sittin on green like a Celtics fan Created a buzz to where you gotta mention his name When you discussin the illest playa that's in the game And he's ridin with Em 50 Cent Doc and 'em G-Unit Records ain't a motherfucker stoppin them This is the story of a warrior and now you know it True warriors go ahead and make some noise It ain't healthy to be makin niggaz paranoid Hit your corner with my weapon I don't need my boys I'm doin a hundred twenty in the fast lane Kick back just relax let me do my thang Don't give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain Money power and respect in this rap game He's no magician man the kid does something out of nothin So that nigga's from his hood act like he owes him somethin They talk crazy till they send niggaz to where to buck him Ask him if it's a problem and he'll say nah it's nothin He was gonna help 'em out but since they funny fuck 'em He don't care how they feel they can hate him or love him He held his own on his own the kid is really thuggin He's rich now he ain't change so niggaz think he buggin He bulletproof everything cause niggaz try and buck him Keeps two pistols I'll show you where he tuck 'em Niggaz say they 'gon get at him but they can't touch him Try to catch you slippin then creepin he start bussin This is the story of a warrior and now you know it True warriors go ahead and make some noise It ain't healthy to be makin niggaz paranoid Hit your corner with my weapon I don't need my boys I'm doin a hundred twenty in the fast lane Kick back just relax let me do my thang Don't give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain Money power and respect in this rap game I can give you niggaz somethin you can talk about I can turn your smile upside down You ain't no G you a fuckin clown I can take your girl and tu-turn her out Don't hold it in let it all out I can give you fuckers somethin to be mad about Invite her in send her back out With my DNA all in her mouth