When The Chips Are Down Lloyd Banks (Ft. The Game)

[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah (Yeah)
These niggas wanna see me cause of the way I shine
But it ain't that easy to get mine, you get your ass laid down

[Chorus]
(Down)
The paint is peelin'
(Down)
When the chips are down
(Down)
You gotta lose all feelin'
(Down)
Your head goes round and round

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Funny how the world revolves around my clique
'Cause just a year ago a nigga ain't have shit
Me and my right hand shared the same outfit
Which fueled the fire that I aired The Game out wit'
It's amazin' the way the boy came out quick
For that platinum niggas'll blow your brain out, shit
I'm the new nigga the others can't stand (Uh)
The rubber band man, be god damned if I can (Oh!)
Let (Oh!) another nigga feel my spot
If a nigga steal from me, it's the steel I pop
I'm on my grind, so if you thought I chill, I'm not
Won't stop lettin' that steerin' wheel peel the block