Ain't No Click Lyrics - The Hunger For More - Lloyd Banks

Yeah nigga, fuckin' back for more 

Tony's Home 

Yo Banks, I told these nigga's, man 

Y'all done fucked up now 

Ain't no click like the one I'm wit' 

If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get 

G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit 

If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit 

We gettin' doh' everywhere we go 

And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow 

G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit 

If you ain't reppin' where you from, sit down 

By now I know you done seen me 

On ya' stadium or TV, with 380 on the EV 

I skeet babies on ya breezy 

And I ain't stoppin', only Jack the Jacob could freeze me 

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Squeeze me and it's bye-bye gone 

We got guns like Popeye's arm 

I put a ring on every finger but the rats still askin' 

'Cause there's one on all of mine, I'm the rap Phil Jackson and 

I built the rep for murder on every Who Kid 

Kay Slay and Big Mike, admit it the kid tight 

And you ain't even put up a fight 

So it's back to the amateurs, wrappin' ya' sandwiches 

I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand wit' us 

They hop in the van wit us and clap on cameras 

I hit the clubs, now I'm back tourin' Canada's 

Amongst weed smokers and crap floor gamblers 

Ain't no click like the one I'm wit' 

If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get 

G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit 

If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit 

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We gettin' doh' everywhere we go 

And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow 

G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit 

If you ain't reppin' where you from, sit down 

Make sure the birds don't get brought to him 

I watched Kobe go from the Basketball Court to the courtroom 

Go 'head try to do my harm, solider 

And you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower 

And I'll be damn if I cosign a old snitch 

That was gang bangin' when Jaws was a Goldfish 

I've been named New York's screamin' on the street 

For bullying the baseline and leanin' on the beat 

I'm well known now so you see me on the creep 

Schemin' on a freak, fan base leanin' on the jeep 

They walkin' wit the fire 

So if you say Banks in ya then you better be talkin' 'bout Tyra 

From PA to L.A., Atlanta to Texas 

Nashville to Memphis, my buzz is tremendous 

I pass through the city slow but hit the gas on a silly hoe 

Bounce like ass in my video 

Ain't no click like the one I'm wit' 

If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get 

G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit 

If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit 

We gettin' doh' everywhere we go 

And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow 

G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit 

If you ain't reppin' where you from sit down 

Aye yo, uno, dos, tres, quatro' 

My click eat like the Twelve Holy Apostles 

We bust down models and plush out Tahoe's 

Jewels froze, look like we hit the Lotto 

P89, my clip filled wit' hollows 

Stunt in the club, get hit wit' yellow bottles 

Don't speak, ma, if ya neck don't swallow 

'Cause 50 push Bentley's and Dre push Diablo's 

That Eminem money got cash in my escrow 

Screws swimmin' in my Castro 

Yay' rap is crack and I got the best blow, best flow 

Banks, put me in the booth, let's go 

Think like Cestro, the games in a lasso 

Jump in the Benz without snaps on the petro' 

God gave me this flow so I am special 

In 16 bars, nigga, I'm finished, Faneeco 

Ain't no click like the one I'm wit' 

If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get 

G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit 

If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit 

We gettin' doh' everywhere we go 

And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow 

G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit 

If you ain't reppin' where you from sit down 

We told y'all motherfuckers, man 

Y'all niggaz look like us, smell like us but y'all not us man 

Lloyd Banks, 'Hunger For More' 

We back, nigga, 50 the General 

Young Beezy Buck, Game 

Rap game is ours, nigga 

'Hunger For More', rider music, nigga 

This for them gangstas 

Them generals and them comrades 

This rider music