Lloyd Banks - Respect The Jux (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Vado] Uh, I'm not a rapper b I ski uzi's And I can't act, turn down 3 movies Got 3 groupies took from 3 goofies Its a rap here we gon pin em 3 doobies Yo respect the crooks respect the look One leg out the drop like respect the foot, uh Before you get the watch go respect the book If you get got you got just respect the jux [Verse 1: Vado] They still underwear this red cap Putting up rare stacks Ready to tear tracks Ever since a kid bubblе bears and air max When you doin big be prеpare for fear facts, a fear fact Like whatsup high son down when we run by gun high Lick with the cannon sound like a drum line You front line Front you n ready make sure to come by The flow deli for more fatty its only one eye This for the shooters cocaine copies Movers now name droppings Always cook the step on the scale like weight watches Mixed the Tom Brown with Chanel go plane watches Go chain rockers, flame choppers can't stop us We be the coucil high ni**a, that's me two fly ni**as Big Matthews Dave higher, I'm higher official Take rifles wish buyer, suprise winner More birds than air fryer, suprise dinners [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] My rise vicious Talk money my mind switches VVS and wine wishes Big note, the sky's with us Forced too many on the journey here Glad im alive b*tches b*tch you can't line me up with God's clippers A ni**a telling me 999 stitches With time I'm strong and my glow is my body armour Dawg your favourite rapper can't see these hands just like he on her 20 bodies every state for me grind in my nike joggers 100 ni**as pledge allegiance to cities we might be fathers Throwing that varsity ima get it regardless I'm back to shining performing with acro timing Back to the lack reclining 13 was cracking homeless Rap demons be telling to fu*k out The static is back to rhyming Put your motherfu*kin' cup up and toss to this masterminin Uh, money talks spit packs of diamonds Dont catch your beatings or windows will take (?) Nothing you seen before The bag I'm in 14 season (?) Thou stall I can teach you more Made em stuck up the sneaker store Would be 2 weeks or more stalling out of the 4 sequence door Ain't no catching up ni**a you seen the score [Verse 3: Dave East] We true New Yorkers in gucci joggers I move through Harlem (?) flow like I got em from Fritz I'm cool as (?) Recruited sponsors that pull up in trucks that move like tanker Hit the spades and King (?) I feel like Luka Doncic Through to my labour, deliver they crackhead Make sure I stay close to a bed like Hillary Rodham Grew up as menace had continuous issues and problems Asking about pistols, we got em Used to be the playground now b*tches be sling, ima slide em How could you be with your partner Shave up to the feet designer Wake up with the freakning (?) Make up on the sheet, she wilding Taking out, I'm eating Italian Trick what? Lace who? not It ain't with Dave dude If he was about your paper they'd have paid you I'm grateful its the verse trade I got on some sh*t thats hard to pronounce what my shirt say I quartered sign flu at the same time I hunger for more In front of the store Jacked on the fatigue look like I wanted a war In front of you, I balled ni**as will rob you Somebody get killed you And it get bored Run through your city like we still on tour Count up the milly and write on the floor I got the spirit of Mr. Shakur Spit on the cam thats why you ain't got all the answers Watch who you let in your circle I seen ni**as turning to cancer How you talk about body selling never heard of the (?) Question after question about this life deserve me some answers College dropout serving the campus to serve me a mansion