I hear a lotta talkin' niggaz be mad at banks But there one problem niggaz ain't as bad as banks yous front you gon get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G Nigga ain't nuttin' change you move I'll blow brains
niggaz don't really want war They just around frontin' 'Cause I walk around Why you think the pump is in the trunk for
If you really want we can show up at your front door I my history, my family tree done said master livin' positive, 'cause negativity spreads faster A has ta, bulletproof his car
'Cause big hits come through ya door like Casper I'm out the jar jar scopin' out the bar Distracted see shorty breast out the bra Not the to go spark metal in
Start thinkin' you gangsta 'cause you hit a park van Act hard but ya made a marshmellows man Talk tough, till you get cuffed and tellin' damn Everyday I got a new bitch and I'm done wit her
It'll look like she dived head first in the pool wit it god You only gon wind up 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 fly stuck to his face Catch Banks in a truck full of Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks space You could get bucked or get ya ass jumped
The only tigger you touch is on a gas I got my own personal slave she got a curfew Cook and clean for the kid like in color purple I you wanna pop me but but
If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the of a hockey puck Fuck, I really hold the I send sparks at you and I don't Emilio or Bubba I'm aimin' for a video cover, huge bustas
A pound and a philly the smuggler G what's up right now The Gucci cloth is on a newport sign You gotta a little harder, nigga
You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a You gotta beg a hoe, hoe And you mad 'cause you on oregano You niggaz'll never
Anyone to in my ring is brave I don't know a thing about stylin' but I can make a finger weave stay leave her butt in the telly Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut and jelly
I'm about to get this shorty know Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Alka Seltzer I ain't loud around a I don't around a btich
The jumpsuit wit the Carolina kicks I been sick since was on Harlod Miner dick I could call up a chick and put a around her lips Niggaz can't stand the that I'm real
I kidnap the from the castle and put her back on the pill Barbie at her best Bacardi at the I'm similar to the young Marcus at the desk
have ta push up, now I hardly got ta press Got two guns, and both to cardiac arrest My got suckers salty, salty
Blowin' steam a cup of coffee POW get these fuckas off me
I hear a lotta niggaz must be mad at banks But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as Nigga yous you gon get shot down
We fend to crack at cho spot now, G Unit Nigga ain't change You move I'll your brains
Yea Lloyd Banks nigga what's up It's 50 nigga you wit him right? I know you fuckin' wit him 'cause I you fuckin' wit him Thats my right there thats my boy right there my young nigga
up nigga? What the fuck I niggaz hollerin' that keep it real and all that nigga Nigga if you talkin' all gangsta shit Nigga we get it poppin'
Whats up nigga? nigga I don't a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon Nigga any where you see me nigga go