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

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

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

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

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

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

Catch Banks in a truck full of
Remember I'm a bachelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta
You could either get or get ya ass jumped
The only 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 color
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 at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba
I'm for a video cover, huge tall bustas
A pound and a philly hold the

G-Units, up right now?
The Gucci cloth is on a sign upside down
You come a little harder, nigga
You wear jerseys while mine a and yours is a Starter

You gotta beg a hoe
And you mad you blowin' on oregano
You niggaz'll never blow, anyone to step in my is brave
I don't know a thing about 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
why she foamin' out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill

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

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 from the castle and put her back on the
Barbie at her best, Bacardi at the chest

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

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

Yea, Banks, nigga, what's up, nigga?
It's 50, nigga,you fuckin' wit him
I know you fuckin' wit him 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',

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