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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 crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga, ain't nuttin' change, you move I'll blow your

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

I know my history, my family tree said 'Master'
Fuck livin' positive 'cause negativity spreads
A has ta, bulletproof his car
'Cause big hits come through ya door like Casper

I'm out the jar, scopin' out the bar
Distracted, see shorty breast out the bra
Not the type to go metal in
Start thinkin' you 'cause you hit a park yellow van

Act hard but ya heart a marshmallows, man
Talk '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 only gon up dead tryin' to prove shit
I put around ya head like a pool stick
I gotta bucks on the waist
I'm hungry like a 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 either get bucked 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 you wanna pop me but if I hit you first
The exit wound gon be the size of a hockey

Fuck, I really the rubber
I send sparks at you and I mean Emilio or Bubba
I'm aimin' for a cover, huge tall bustas
A pound and a philly the smuggler

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

You still beg a hoe
And you mad 'cause you blowin' on
You never blow, anyone to step in my ring is brave
I don't know a thing about hair stylin' but I can make a finger

Short stay, leave her in the telly
Lace up the beef and broccolis, peanut and jelly
I'm about to get this shorty know
That's why she out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill

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

I could call up a and put a child around her lips
Niggaz can't stand the fact that I'm
I kidnap the from the castle and put her back on the pill
Gimme at her best, Bacardi at the chest

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

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

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

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