Lloyd - The Bandits lyrics

Act like they did something Ain't never did sh** for me [Lloyd:] Make way for the rookie of the year Bout duck-duck-goose off Pimp Juice and Belvedere See I'm pouring out my liquor for my n***as that ain't here And any day-to-day shedding tattoo tears But I'm cool cause Weezy F's with me Young Money clique Murder Inc family Raised in the A and I'm born uptown Cross Martin Luther King Callio gon' lay it down Yeah n***a act up whussup Tell my n***a Tad he better rough them Your girl open wide like them doors on my trucks And my n***as bustin' n***as like they don't give a f** [Lil Wayne:] They got the God in the buildin' J.R. Park all of my car in the buildin' no superstar n***a I'm harder than the buildin' The Carter the buildin' Give quarters to pilgrims; Thanksgiving I ain't giving no slack, b**h I'm black And the President ain't never been that sh** I'm ridin' with Lloyd He lookin' for a freak-azoid I'm like 'Hey, hook a n***a up with Ashanti' I make her cook a chicken up and all my guns she hold 'em she blow my dice 'fore I roll 'em Daddy need some new shoes, the Caddy need some new shoes I'm thinkin' bout them 2-2's them 26's too cool I do those I'm too cold sh** I spit frostbite n***a I'm too raw I spit off-white I get off white at 8AM I get off it by 8PM it's been a hard night It's a hard knock life my lil n***a J still double-up twice My lil n***a Marl still livin' on the block With a n***a that he beefin' with but he still eatin' sh** pleasantly It's whatever B, we ain't on no scary sh** You goin' down I'm obliged on some Mary sh** I get bread like the Dairy b**h I chop you up like the Deli b**h I'm at the supermarket I'm on isle 17 that's Hollygrove Apple & Eagle street tell 'em holla, hoe I put the sizzurp down then I swallow mo' I take a hit of the dutch...