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I a lotta talkin', niggaz must 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 pump at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga, ain't nuttin' change, you move I'll your brains

These don't really want war
just walk around 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 family tree don't said
livin' positive 'cause negativity spreads faster
A has ta, bulletproof his car
big hits 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 park van

Act hard but ya heart a marshmallows, man
Talk tough 'til you get and start tellin' damn
Everyday I got a new bitch and 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 chalk ya head like a pool stick
I gotta bucks on the waist
I'm like a South African with fly stuck to his face

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

I got my own personal slave, she really got a
Cook and clean for the kid like silly in 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 don't mean Emilio or
I'm aimin' for a video cover, huge tall
A and a philly hold the smuggler

G-Units, up right now?
The Gucci cloth is on a sign upside down
You gotta come a 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 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, butter and jelly
I'm about to get this shorty know
That's why she foamin' out the grill like a pill

I ain't loud around a
I don't crowd a bitch
The match wit the Carolina kicks
I been since niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick

I call up a chick 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 at her best, Bacardi at the chest

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

I a lotta talkin', niggaz must be mad at Banks
But only one problem, niggaz ain't as bad as Banks
Nigga front, you gon get shot down
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,
50, nigga,you fuckin' wit him right?
I know you fuckin' wit him 'cause I said you wit him
That's my baby right there, that's my boy right there, my nigga

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

What's up, Anytime, nigga
I give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon, nigga
you see me, nigga, let's go