Warrior Lyrics by Lloyd Banks

Warrior Lyrics

    Lloyd Banks-Warrior

    (Warriors! Come out to Pla-a-a-y!)

    I'm a warrior!
    Aw man I never run never snitch
    I'm a grown man dog I ain't no bitch (A warrior!)
    Don't change cause he's rich
    Before I **** on my family I lie in a ditch
    Don't fold under pressure
    You got a shell waitin in the hole if they test ya (A warrior!)
    I'll sacrifice it all if he has ta
    React and think about it after

    Uh, You heard right mothafucka
    My grandmama' daughter ain't raised no sucker
    Heart full of pride and a head full of anger
    Attitude of a winner infared for the danger
    Even the paranoya of a female'll change ya
    Waking up every morning laying next to a stranger
    I'm on the move, smooth, with one eye out for the snakes
    Who can't stand hearin your name all throughout the states
    Tune into BET and watchin your video
    Pretending to be your friends but the smart ones really no, so
    If that's your man warn him
    'Cause there's enough bullets in here to hit every NBA patch on him

    {Chorus}
    Nigga ride 'til I die the song I sing
    You ain't ready for the war I bring
    You ain't gonna do a goddamn thing
    And I ain't ever scared I'm a warrior!
    Man i never run never snitch
    I'm a grown man dog I ain't no bitch (A warrior!)
    Don't change cause he's rich
    Before I **** on my family I lie in a ditch (A warrior!)
    Don't fold under pressure
    You got a shell waitin in the hole if they test ya (A warrior!)
    I'll sacrifice it all if he has ta
    React and think about it after
    I'm a warrior!

    Goddamn hoe here i go again
    The Double L O Y D
    Here put on an I.V.
    Tryin ta try me
    The new age I lead
    The black C.I.G.
    Resides beside me
    As smooth as an Isley
    Sometimes I surprise me
    Can't even ID
    As low as my eyes be
    I roll with the gangstas don't get fly with your mouth
    The wrong punchline'll have niggas inside of your house
    Nigga I'm doing good I made it out of the hood
    I own Beverly Hills no more bottles or wood
    That's a zipper that's sticky
    California should whip me
    I done made it this far can't be mad if they hit me (shhiit)

    {Chorus}

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