I hear a lotta talkin', must be mad at Banks But there's only one problem, ain't as bad as Banks Nigga, front, you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, Nigga, nuttin' change, you move I'll blow your brains
niggaz don't really want war They just walk frontin' 'cause I walk around stuntin' Why you the long pump is in the trunk for? If you really want somethin' we can show up at your door
I know my history, my tree don't said 'Master' Fuck livin' positive 'cause negativity spreads A has ta, bulletproof his car 'Cause big come flyin' through ya door like Casper
I'm smokin' out the jar, out the bar Distracted, see breast pokin' out the bra Not the type to go metal in Start thinkin' you gangsta 'cause you hit a yellow van
Act hard but ya made a marshmallows, man tough 'til you get cuffed and start tellin' damn Everyday I got a new bitch and I'm done wit her look like she dived head first in the pool wit it
You gon wind up dead tryin' to prove shit I put chalk around ya head a pool stick I gotta have on the waist I'm hungry like a South 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 get bucked or get ya ass jumped The only you can touch is on a gas pump
I got my own personal slave, she got a curfew Cook and clean for the kid like in color purple I know you wanna pop me but if I hit you The exit gon be the size 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 pound and a philly hold the
G-Units, what's up now? The Gucci is on a Newport sign upside down You come a little harder, nigga You wear while mine a throwback and yours is a Starter
You still beg a hoe And you mad 'cause you on oregano You never blow, anyone to step in my ring is brave I know a thing about hair stylin' but I can make a finger weave
stay, leave her butt in the telly Lace up the beef and broccolis, butter and jelly I'm about to get this deal know That's why she foamin' out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer
I ain't loud a snitch I don't around a bitch The match wit the Carolina kicks I been sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner
I could call up a and put a child around her lips Niggaz can't stand the that I'm real I kidnap the queen from the castle and put her on the pill Gimme Barbie at her best, Bacardi at the
I'm similar to the young Marcus at the desk have ta push up, now I hardly got to press Got two gun, and both to cardiac arrest My success got suckers salty steam like a cup of coffee POW, get these fuckas off me
I hear a lotta talkin', niggaz be mad at Banks But there's only one problem, ain't as bad as Banks Nigga yous front, you gon get shot We fend to crack at cho spot now, G-Unit ain't nuttin' change, you move I'll blow your brains
Yea, Lloyd Banks, nigga, up, nigga? 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, that's my boy there, my young nigga
What's up nigga, the fuck? I niggaz hollerin' that, keep 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