I hear a lotta talkin', niggaz must be mad at But there's one problem, niggaz ain't as bad as Banks Nigga, yous front, you gon get down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, Nigga, ain't nuttin' change, you move I'll your brains
niggaz don't really want war They just walk frontin' 'cause I walk around stuntin' Why you think the long pump is in the trunk 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 negativity spreads faster A has ta, bulletproof his car 'Cause big come flyin' through ya door like Casper
I'm out the jar, scopin' out the bar Distracted, see breast pokin' out the bra Not the to go spark metal in Start thinkin' you gangsta 'cause you hit a yellow van
Act but ya heart made a marshmallows, man Talk tough you get cuffed and start tellin' damn I got a new bitch and when I'm done wit her It'll look like she dived first in the pool wit it
You gon wind up dead tryin' to prove shit I put around ya head like a pool stick I gotta have on the waist I'm hungry like a South African with fly to his face
Catch Banks in a full of bass I'm a bachelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space You could either get bucked or get ya ass The only you can touch is on a gas pump
I got my own slave, she really got a curfew Cook and for the kid like silly in color purple I know you pop me but if I hit you first The exit wound gon be the size of a puck
Fuck, I really the rubber I send sparks at you and I don't Emilio or Bubba I'm aimin' for a video cover, huge tall A pound and a philly hold the
G-Units, what's up now? The Gucci cloth is on a Newport 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 on oregano You niggaz'll never blow, anyone to step in my ring is I don't 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, peanut butter and I'm about to get this shorty know why she foamin' 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 since niggaz was on Harlod Miner
I could call up a chick and put a child her lips Niggaz can't the fact that I'm real I kidnap the queen the castle and put her back on the pill Gimme Barbie at her best, at the chest
I'm similar to the Marcus Darvy at the desk Useta ta push up, now I hardly got to press Got two gun, and lead to cardiac arrest My success got suckers salty blowin' 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, niggaz as bad as Banks yous front, you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho now, G-Unit Nigga ain't nuttin' change, you move blow your brains
Yea, Lloyd Banks, nigga, up, nigga? 50, nigga,you fuckin' wit him right? I know you wit him 'cause I said you fuckin' wit him my baby right there, that's my boy right there, my young nigga
What's up nigga, the fuck? I hear hollerin' that, keep it real and all that nigga Nigga, if you talkin, all that shit Nigga, we get it poppin',
up, nigga? Anytime, nigga I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon, Anywhere you see me, nigga, go