I hear a talkin', niggaz 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 now, G-Unit Nigga, ain't change, you move I'll blow your brains
niggaz don't really want war They just walk around frontin' I walk around stuntin' Why you the long pump is in the trunk for? If you really want somethin' we can show up at front door
I know my history, my family tree don't 'Master' Fuck livin' 'cause negativity spreads faster A celebrity has ta, his car 'Cause big hits come flyin' 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 thinkin' you gangsta 'cause you hit a park yellow van
Act but ya heart made a marshmallows, man Talk 'til you get cuffed and start tellin' damn Everyday I got a new and when I'm done wit her look like she dived head first in the pool wit it
You only gon wind up dead tryin' to shit I put chalk around ya head like a stick I have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a South African fly stuck to his face
Catch Banks in a truck of bass Remember I'm a bachelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta You either get bucked 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 like silly in color I know you pop me but if I hit you first The exit gon be the size of a hockey puck
Fuck, I really hold the I send sparks at you and I don't mean or Bubba I'm aimin' for a video cover, tall bustas A and a philly hold the smuggler
G-Units, what's up right The Gucci cloth is on a sign upside down You come a little harder, nigga You wear jerseys mine a throwback and yours is a Starter
You gotta beg a hoe And you mad 'cause you blowin' on You niggaz'll never blow, anyone to step in my is brave I don't a thing about hair stylin' but I can make a finger weave
Short stay, leave her butt in the up the beef and broccolis, peanut butter and jelly I'm to get this deal shorty know That's why she out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill
I loud around a snitch I don't crowd around a The jumpsuit match wit the Carolina I been sick since niggaz was on Miner dick
I could up a chick and put a child around her lips Niggaz can't the fact that I'm real I kidnap the queen from the castle and put her on the pill Barbie at her best, Bacardi at the chest
I'm similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the Useta have ta push up, now I got to press Got two gun, and both lead to arrest My success got salty blowin' steam like a cup of coffee POW, get these fuckas off me
I hear a lotta talkin', niggaz must be mad at But there's only one problem, niggaz ain't as bad as Nigga yous front, you gon get down We fend to pump at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga ain't nuttin' change, you move I'll your brains
Yea, Lloyd Banks, nigga, what's up, It's 50, nigga,you fuckin' wit him I know you fuckin' wit him 'cause I said you wit him That's my baby right there, my boy right there, my young nigga
What's up nigga, 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',
What's up, nigga? Anytime, I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon, Anywhere you see me, nigga, go