Lloyd Banks - Freestyle lyrics

Hit him up two times Three'd be hat trick Gave him more shots than the pediatrics Came to his house and shot his left hand out Left him with more scars than Mr. Def Jam South To reach the sky, how far would a star go To handle more cigars than a Cuban cargo Makin money from everything I spoke in this Wrapped by more ice than a broken wrist Got ability to make missy a little tipsy I'm more P.I.M.P than Mississippi (git it? Uh!) I know you like to show off you're bust in gowns 'cause you go around jugglin guys nuts around And we don't gotta wait till you're a** confesses 'cause you go around showing off you're a** in dresses You watchin p**n sittin there at you're macintosh With you're hand in you're a** like you're jackin off And you try goin harder than star wars Anakin 'cause you practice at you're house with a an*s manikin got a belt full of steel you can call me santa You better keep your eyes peeled like a f**in banana And don't try to shoot me like some dumb retards 'cause I miss bullets like I'm sendin them e-cards Always equipped with the vest so don't aim for the bell-ay 'cause I dodge bullets like I play for LA And I'm invisible 'cause you can't even see me son But you're soft as sh** I could shoot you with a bb gun They call me stretch where I'm from 'cause I'm extended out Find your a** in my house and I'll send it out I got a custom made gun so the cops link my shot So far.. how many mother f**ers do you think I got?