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I hear a lotta talkin', niggaz be mad at Banks
But there's only one problem, niggaz as bad as Banks
Nigga, yous front, you gon get shot
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now,
Nigga, ain't nuttin' change, you move I'll blow your

niggaz don't really want war
They just walk around frontin' 'cause I walk stuntin'
Why you think the long pump is in the for?
If you really want somethin' we can up at your front door

I know my history, my tree don't said 'Master'
Fuck livin' positive 'cause negativity spreads
A celebrity has ta, his car
'Cause big hits come flyin' through ya door Casper

I'm out the jar, scopin' out the bar
Distracted, see breast pokin' out the bra
Not the type to go spark in
Start thinkin' you gangsta 'cause you hit a yellow van

Act hard but ya made a marshmallows, man
Talk tough 'til you get cuffed and start damn
Everyday I got a new bitch and when I'm wit her
It'll look like she dived head first in the wit it

You only gon wind up dead to prove shit
I put chalk around ya like a pool stick
I gotta have bucks on the
I'm hungry like a African with fly stuck to his face

Catch Banks in a full of bass
Remember I'm a bachelor, the 4 or 5 outta space
You could either get or get ya ass jumped
The only trigger you can is on a gas pump

I got my own personal slave, she really got a
Cook and clean for the kid silly in color purple
I know you wanna pop me but if I hit you
The exit wound gon be the of a hockey puck

Fuck, I really hold the
I send sparks at you and I mean Emilio or Bubba
I'm for a video cover, huge tall bustas
A and a philly hold the smuggler

G-Units, what's up now?
The cloth is on a Newport sign upside down
You gotta come a harder, nigga
You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a

You still beg a hoe
And you mad 'cause you blowin' on
You niggaz'll never blow, anyone to step in my ring is
I don't know a about hair stylin' but I can make a finger weave

Short stay, leave her in the telly
Lace up the beef and broccolis, butter and jelly
I'm about to get this deal shorty
That's why she out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill

I loud around a snitch
I don't around a bitch
The jumpsuit match wit the kicks
I been sick niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick

I could call up a and put a child around her lips
Niggaz stand the fact that I'm real
I kidnap the from the castle and put her back on the pill
Gimme at her best, Bacardi at the chest

I'm similar to the young Darvy at the desk
Useta have ta push up, now I got to press
Got two gun, and lead to cardiac arrest
My success got suckers salty steam like a cup of coffee
Click POW, get fuckas off me

I hear a lotta talkin', must be mad at Banks
But only one problem, niggaz ain't as bad as Banks
Nigga yous front, you gon get shot
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now,
Nigga ain't nuttin' change, you move I'll blow brains

Yea, Lloyd Banks, nigga, what's up,
It's 50, nigga,you fuckin' wit him
I know you fuckin' wit him 'cause I you fuckin' wit him
That's my baby right there, my boy right there, my young nigga

up nigga, what the fuck?
I hear niggaz hollerin' that, it real and all that nigga
Nigga, if you talkin, all that gangsta
Nigga, we get it poppin',

up, nigga? Anytime, nigga
I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon,
you see me, nigga, let's go