Lyrics Lloyd Banks – Feds Coming

Intro:
MO MONEY!
PART 3!

Chorus: Young Buck {Whoo Kid}

Some say I should be runnin’ — they seen what I done an’ (uh!)
They say the Feds is comin’. — But they ain’t sayin’ nuttin’! (POW!)
You see I’m tired of strugglin’. {CAN’T FORGET… } — I’m tryna have sumthin’
Hustlin’ and head bussin’ {SHA MONEY…} — cause they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’. {XL}

Lloyd Bank$:
From now on refer to me as mista (mista!)
Then becareful who you lock arms with cause the word’ll be dissin’ ya. (uh!)
I deserve to be the victor (uh-huh!)
I watch who I talk around cause the burner’ll be the listner. (listner!)
With the urgency to whisper
The shit that’ll have you layin in emergency for surgery to fix ya.
gunshot
{Whooo!}
I turned pro about a year ago.
I’m still Mackin’! — Performance is the only time I hear a hoe. {EVER!}
I’m from a place where the ceilins go.
We slop buckets in the water and the wallpapers peelin’ slow. (oh!)
And I ain’t greedy! — The ballteek can come and go. (uh-huh!)
All for classic they all need to hear me blow.
Cause they don’t do it like this (uh-uh!)
Sippin’ on a fluid like Cris with a blue and white Wrist! (uh-huh!)
Now I’m able to list more figures

beat stops
{Whoooooo!}