I hear a lotta talkin' must be mad at banks But there only one problem ain't as bad as banks Nigga yous front you gon get shot
We fend to pump crack at cho now, G Unit Nigga ain't nuttin' change you move blow your brains
niggaz don't really want war They just walk frontin' I walk around stuntin' Why you think the long is in the trunk for
If you really want somethin' we can up at your front door I know my history, my family done said master Fuck livin' positive, 'cause negativity spreads A has ta, bulletproof his car
'Cause big hits come flyin' through ya door like I'm out the jar jar scopin' out the bar Distracted see breast pokin' 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 made a man Talk tough, till you get cuffed and start tellin' Everyday I got a new bitch and I'm done wit her
It'll look like she dived head in the pool wit it god damn You only gon wind up dead tryin' to shit I put chalk around ya head a pool stick I gotta have on the waist
I'm hungry like a african with fly stuck to his face Catch Banks in a truck of bass Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks space You could either get bucked or get ya ass
The only tigger you touch is on a gas I got my own personal slave she really got a and clean for the kid like silly in color purple I know you pop me but but
If I hit you first, the exit gon be the size of a hockey puck Fuck, I really the rubber I send sparks at you and I don't mean or Bubba I'm aimin' for a video cover, tall bustas
A pound and a philly hold the G Unit's up right now The Gucci is on a newport sign upsidedown You gotta come a little harder,
You wear jerseys mine a throwback and yours is a starter You still beg a hoe, hoe And you mad 'cause you on oregano You never blow
Anyone to step in my ring is I don't know a about hair stylin' but I can make a finger weave Short stay her butt in the telly Lace up the beef and brocclis butter and jelly
I'm about to get this deal shorty Thats why she out the grill like a Alka Seltzer pill I ain't loud around a I crowd around a btich
The match wit the Carolina kicks I been sick since niggaz was on Miner dick I could call up a chick and put a child around her Niggaz can't stand the fact I'm real
I kidnap the Queen the castle and put her back on the pill Gimme Barbie at her at the chest I'm similar to the Marcus Darvy at the desk
Useta have ta push up, now I got ta press Got two guns, and lead to cardiac arrest My success got suckers 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 ain't as bad as banks Nigga yous you gon get shot down
We to pump crack at cho spot now, G Unit Nigga ain't change You move I'll your brains
Yea Banks nigga what's up nigga? 50 nigga you fuckin' wit him right? I know you fuckin' wit him 'cause I said you wit him Thats my baby there thats my boy right there my young nigga
What's up nigga? the fuck I hear hollerin' that keep it real and all that nigga if you talkin' all that gangsta shit Nigga we get it nigga
Whats up Anytime nigga I give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon Nigga any you see me nigga lets go