Letra de 'CPR' de Lloyd Banks

So shocked to be in the bubble, looking from all of these bubbly,
I contribute to what they may show.
I know they love me, love me now for you’re loving the memory,
I miss my niggie Louie, anyway, I lead the day for symphony,
I followed through the roads they fill and sing when I go
Until they’re dealing cocaine with the flow,
These hoes came with the glow.
I’m off the hook to see my name on the road,
My mind train to get the goal like the brain on the hoe.
They gave me the crown of the town, now I’m fucking on somebody’s queen,
In my big I messed the devil, hoes divide the screen.
One more star starring in this movie, the perfect scene,
No hate you, momma, I just hit the purple rain.

Summer boogie, how we running through this money,
I have worked too hard to win it let a nigger take it from me, no
This ain’t a game done, this is CPR.

As a kid, grandma told me never give it up,
Casualties and early buddies make a nigger tough.
Made it out a pistol fire with my living bus,
Proud out that my air grade got a kids to just,
Depending on the crime they get yourself a bigger cuff,
Ready to die, I get you an early big and puff.
I’m puffing like a king and waiting for that unlimit plus,
Princess time is only complimenting nigger cuts,
Scar the fuck up when they come up wipe away the flow,
Everybody wanna board up, wanna get the cause.
I’m getting my mind concentrate on making yours
Finger on the button, now I’m getting notes.

Summer boogie, how we running through this money,
I have worked too hard to win it let a nigger take it from me, no
This ain’t a game done, this is CPR.

For religion hear my battle cry,
My shadow fly black pfeifer could inspite until I heard the shot.
Stock a dollar, never satisfied, they say I’m not supposed to be shit,
I’m like fuck them niggers, I rather try.
Board up and I set the sky, fuck the pieces, get a pie,
Scouse the hoes the day’s extatic,
Now give me five and tear aside,
The people don’t get subtle and put you on an automatic ride.
Loose suit, if I was corn town, it don’t matter your town,
I’m kicking one away from the mission, she down.
I know a lot of niggers used to smell,
They used to paint, too many law suits to be losing now.

Summer boogie, how we running through this money,
I have worked too hard to win it let a nigger take it from me, no
This ain’t a game done, this is CPR.
Summer boogie, how we running through this money,
I have worked too hard to win it let a nigger take it from me, no
This ain’t a game done, this is CPR.