Lost & Found

[Chorus:] f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground Another body in the lost and found [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] I'm holdin' up the city Rollin' up a fifty The number one option for hos that want a willy I ball like a boss so the soldiers want to kill me But i'm holdin on the milly Jacob frozen nigga silly Wide Masarati Giovanni or Pirelli Po 9 want to wire me but i'm Gotti on the celly LIke Daddy with the rings Mr. T with the ropes Carrying them things Catch me in a coma Before you find bitch in me you'll find a diploma And I ain't make it far Side tracked by the corner I lost a couple niggas here The hood is a sauna Its hot niggas disappear Keep the heat on ya Ain't no use in being scared We bleed the same color slip and you out of here Keeper to my brother i'm hoppin' in and out of wear Ain't nobody 'gon be disrespectful this year yeah [Chorus:] f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground Another body in the lost and found f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground Another body in the lost and found [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] The niggas I looked up to, look up to me now, its funny how the game changes And rearranges The niggas that know me know you be the strangest Thinkin' that you won't get popped cause you famous The hard head make us all fast And none of them rocks you got cut like diamonds cause they all gla*s Its all math Nigga take these and add 'em I'm pushin' a buck all the way to the bank cheese and at 'em Moved a mill off the single Then they round with the lingo Bingo There the thing go Back away from the window Its the B-A-N-K- S with the lines A.K.A. Blue Hef vest with the nine I've been hot since a juvie I knew niggas would scoop me Since Biggie made "Juicy" And Chris Rock was "Pookie" I'm in my lower twenties livin' life like a movie In the million dollar cribs swimming pools and jacuzzis [Chorus:] f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground Another body in the lost and found f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground Another body in the lost and found [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Death before dishonor Marijuana For the dead I move like Greyhound when its time to get the bread Its all eyes on me the L-L-O-Y-D- Heavy metal by me In every ghetto I be 24-7, 365 high I'll be the first one to show you 360 fly by All drama Desy Bright Bentley, white Bezey I'll turn a regular bitch into an overnight celebey My presence is heavy Chrome guts grey Chevy Out in New York City where most the murders seem petty And the same ones yellin' Be at the murder scene tellin' While you huffin' and puffin' We ain't seen or heard nothin' These niggas is bluffin' they ain't down for the scuffle Beef is makin' you watch everybody die but you So f**k around and get found round layed on the ground On a side block in a town and face down [Chorus:] f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground Another body in the lost and found f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground f**k around and get found round layed on the ground Another body in the lost and found