When The Chips Are Done (Featuring The Game) Lyrics

[Lloyd Banks] Yee! (laughs) [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] These niggas wanna see me Cuz of the way I shine But it aint that easy To get mine You get ya ass laid down [Voice in beat] Down The paint is peelin Now When the chips are down Down You kinda lose all feelin Now Your head goes round n round [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Funny how the world revolves around my click Cuz just a year ago a nigga aint have shit (damn) Me and my right hand share the same outfit Which fueled the fire that I air the game out with (whoo) Its amazing the way that boy came out quick For that platinum niggasll blows ya brains out, shit (bap) Im the new nigga the others cant stand The rubberband man be god damned if I can (oh) Let another nigga fill my spot If a niggas steal from me its the steel I pop Im on my grind so if you thought I chill, Im not gon' stop lettin that steering peel on the block, why not? [Chorus x2] Down The paint is peelin Now When the chips are down Down You kinda lose all feelin Now Your head goes round n round Down The paint is peelin Now When the chips are down Down You kinda lose all feelin Now Your head goes round n round [Verse 2: The Game] Banks they think Im yayos replacement, nah I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix Im signed to the Doctor I aint got no patience So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face lift Magazines wanna know where they fuck L.A. been It almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in 2001 I was playin my playstation I heard 9 shots , Im face down with my heart pacing All I could think about as hidin my gun and my drugs in the basement It was either that or the state pen I woke up out of that coma Police waitin for a statement(heart monitor beeps to flatline) [Chorus] Down The paint is peelin Now When the chips are down Down You kinda lose all feelin Now Your head goes round n round Down The paint is peelin Now When the chips are down Down You kinda lose all feelin Now Your head goes round n round [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Pass the weed and let a nigga get into a zone Papa left me all alone in the world to roam But now Im grown, millionaires on my cell phone A year past now, caw dead and L gone And Im sick, bought chopper with a long click So think about that before you make your songs dick (dick) Or lose a limb, please dont get me confused with him (uh uh) Cause Im down to go a whole round, lose or win If I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride (ride) Every strip, block, and projects is on my side Im ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms (arms) Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm (whoo)broke nigga [Chorus x2] Down The paint is peelin Now When the chips are down Down You kinda lose all feelin Now Your head goes round n round Down The paint is peelin Now When the chips are down Down You kinda lose all feelin Now Your head goes round n round

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