Cake [explicit] Lyric by Lloyd Banks

Cake [explicit] Lyric

by Lloyd Banks

Lyric:



I Need The Cake Nigga

G-unit Don't Play

We Rap But We Strapped

Buck Got The Shotgun

50 Got The Mack

Spida Got The Streeper

And You Bound To Hear It Clap

You Won't Have Another Birthday Cake After That

'cause Yayo Got A Temper And He Don't Know How To Act

And I've Been Gone For The Winter

But Now A Nigga Back

To Get The Money The Money The Money The Money The Cake

And You Motherfuckers Looking Like Steak

Food On The Plate For The Wolves

Follow Wolves

Don't Get Moved By The Tools

Battle Wounds On You Shoes Wait

Control You Hate

You Ain't Riding In Them 6's

(why?) 'cause You Spending All Your Cake On Them Bitches

I Need The Bread Lil' Niggas Need Christmas

Banks Don't Rap With A Back Pack

I'm In It For The Money The Money The Money The Money The Cake



You Heard Banks Said So I Know I Got The Mag

I Pull Up Pull Out Spray Hollows At Your Back

I Don't Give A Fuck

It's Going Down Like That

I Done Been Through Every Hood

Dead Niggas Gone Rap

In The Heart Of A Victim Murder Is Monumental

I Don't Complicate Shit, Yea I Keep It Simple

My Bullet Wounds Will Tell You A Story Bout What I Been Through

South Side Trauma Drama With Gallamas

I Conversate With Killers It's Usually About Life

Politic With Lawness It's Usually About White

I'm The Poster Child Of Violence

I'm The Boy On The Poster

When The Shots Start To Rang Out I'm The Boy With The Toaster



Yeah Listen Up Chicko

I Hustle I Get Dough

You Fucking With A Sicko

I Spazz Let A Clip Go

Cannon Out The Rental

Beam To You Temple

I Squeeze Blow Your Mental

All Over You Friends



Me I'm From The Street

We Ain't Nothing Sweet

The Home Of The Homies

There's A Body Every Week

Now I Don't Hear The Sirens

But They Probably Gonna Creep

Plotting To Pull Me Over

Plant The Cake In My Jeep

So I'll Be Skipping Cities 7 States In A Week

Can't A Muthafucker Breathing Tell Me I Can't Eat

Show Me The Money The Money The Money The Money The Cake

Niggas Slow Down Pump You Breaks



No Mistakes

Cause The Jakes

Run The Plates

Then You Headed Up State

For Rolling Round With A Steak

Niggas Start Up The Beef

And Run Straight To The Cops

You're A Bitch Ass Nigga

The Cup Cake Of The Block

Any Nigga Disrespect The Click Getting Shot

Round Here Niggas Get Found Upside Down

Ova' The Money The Money The Money The Money The Cake