笨小笨Born Alone， Die Alone (Album Version|Edited)歌词由Lloyd Banks演唱，出自专辑《Get Rich Or Die Tryin’- The Original Motion Picture Soundtrack》，下面是《Born Alone， Die Alone (Album Version|Edited)》完整版歌词！
Born Alone， Die Alone (Album Version|Edited)歌词完整版
Born Alone, Die Alone - Lloyd Banks
I came in this world by myself
So I don't need no friends
I'd rather have it this way it's okay it's okay
You muh'f**kers gon' respect me
Cause I can take you off her today
I'd rather have it that way it's okay it's okay
Uhh I'm on the prowl with the hammer
Hardly smile at the camera
Too many niggaz is dyin'
I'm spendin' time with my grandma
A hundred grand in the safe's
A hundred grand on your face
A million plus in the bank will scuff in the paint
You handcuffin' that b**ch
She don't wanna be wit'chu
All she want is your chips
My lil' ni**a beat it too
Sneak the heaters through
So we can party good
Grandson of Edith Rue
Born out in Hollywood
The Boy Wonder will unravel your team
I'm TRL next to Avril Lavigne
All my karats are green
The buddha is purple be rude and I hurt you
You're movin' in circles
We do it all movies commercials
Stadiums clubs ladies and thugs
The hood to the burbs
I'm on the red carpet
Cause I'm good with my words
I'm ready for war and stackin' my chips
You flappin' your lips
You niggaz ain't even hood rich
I came in this world by myself
So I don't need no friends
I'd rather have it this way it's okay it's okay
You muh'f**kers gon' respect me
Cause I can take you off her today
I'd rather have it that way it's okay it's okay
Keep your circle official watch the niggaz that's wit'chu
Outsiders'll get you hot sh*t in your tissue
All I need is my figures I ain't stressin' no hoe
Ridin 'round with my niggaz hand crushin' that 'dro
50 made me a star now they know who we are
Out on top of the charts your condo is my car
Income is my chain stashbox is my watch
I'm fairly new in the game I ain't passin' the rock
All I'm sensin' is hate ever since I been straight
Cause they stuck in the hood hand crumbs on they plate
And I'm strappin' the nine in case they wanna combine
Gather up on a ni**a I ain't rappin' no line
Keep your eye on your money stop eyeballin' mine
You drop somethin' every year flop all of the time
Stop makin' your records I ain't answerin' sh*t
Why don't you get off my dick
I came in this world by myself
So I don't need no friends
I'd rather have it this way it's okay it's okay
You muh'f**kers gon' respect me
Cause I can take you off her today
I'd rather have it that way it's okay it's okay
It's okay ni**a
I don't need no friends
I got money
G-Unit
