When The Chips Are Down Lyrics - The Hunger For More - Lloyd Banks

Yee! 

These niggas wanna see me 

'Cuz of the way I shine 

But it ain't that easy to get mine 

You get ya ass laid down 

Down 

The paint is peelin' 

Now 

And when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round 

Funny how the world revolves around my click 

'Cuz just a year ago a nigga ain't have shit 

Me and my right hand share the same outfit 

Which fueled the fire that I air the game out with 

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It's amazing the way that boy came out quick 

For that platinum niggas'll blows ya brains out, shit 

I'm the new nigga the others can't stand 

The rubber band man be goddamned if I can 

Let another nigga fill my spot 

If a niggas steal from me it's the steel I pop 

I'm on my grind so if you thought I chill, I'm not 

Gon' stop lettin' that steering peel on the block, why not? 

Down 

The paint is peelin' 

Now 

And when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round 

Photos 

Down 

The paint is peelin' 

Now 

And when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round 

Banks they think I'm yayos replacement, nah 

I borrowed his G-Units to walk through the matrix 

I'm signed to the doctor, I ain't 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 sure got grazed in 

2001 I was playin' my play-station 

I heard 9 shots, I'm 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 

Down 

The paint is peelin' 

Now 

And when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round 

Down 

The paint is peelin' 

Now 

And when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round 

Pass the weed and let a nigga get into a zone 

Papa left me all alone in the world to roam 

But now I'm grown, millionaires on my cell phone 

A year past now, caw dead and L gone 

And I'm sick, bought chopper with a long click 

So think about that before you make your songs dick 

Or lose a limb, please don't get me confused with him 

'Cause I'm down to go a whole round, lose or win 

If I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride 

Every strip, block, and projects is on my side 

I'm ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms 

Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm, broke nigga 

Down 

The paint is peelin' 

Now 

And when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round 

Down 

The paint is peelin' 

Now 

And when the chips are down 

Down 

You gotta lose all feelin' 

Now 

Your head goes round and round