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I hear a lotta talkin' must be mad at banks
But there one problem niggaz ain't as bad as banks
Nigga yous you gon get shot down

We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G
Nigga ain't change you move I'll blow your brains

These niggaz don't want war
They just around frontin'
I walk around stuntin'
Why you the long pump is in the trunk for

If you really want somethin' we can 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 flyin' ya door like Casper
I'm out the jar jar scopin' out the bar
Distracted see shorty pokin' out the bra
Not the type to go spark in

Start thinkin' you 'cause you hit a park yellow van
Act but ya heart made a marshmellows man
Talk tough, till you get and start tellin' damn
Everyday I got a new and when I'm done wit her

It'll look like she dived head first in the wit it god damn
You only gon wind up dead tryin' to shit
I put chalk around ya head like a pool
I gotta bucks on the waist

I'm hungry a south african with fly stuck to his face
Catch Banks in a full of bass
Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 outta space
You could either get bucked or get ya ass

The tigger you touch is on a gas pump
I got my own personal she really got a curfew
Cook and clean for the kid silly 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 the rubber
I send at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba
I'm aimin' for a cover, huge tall bustas

A pound and a philly hold the
G what's up right now
The Gucci cloth is on a sign upsidedown
You come a little harder, nigga

You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a
You still beg a hoe, hoe
And you mad 'cause you blowin' on
You never blow

to step in my ring is brave
I don't a thing 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 foamin out the grill like a Alka pill
I ain't loud a snitch
I don't around a btich

The jumpsuit match wit the kicks
I been sick since niggaz was on Miner dick
I could call up a chick and put a child around her
Niggaz stand the fact that I'm real

I kidnap the Queen from the 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 ta push up, now I hardly got ta press
Got two guns, and both lead to arrest
My success got suckers salty,

Blowin' like a cup of coffee
POW get these fuckas off me

I a lotta talkin' 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 to pump crack at cho spot now, G Unit
ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your

Yea Lloyd Banks what's up nigga?
It's 50 nigga you fuckin' wit him
I you fuckin' wit him 'cause I said you fuckin' wit him
Thats my baby there thats my boy right there my young nigga

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

Whats up Anytime nigga
I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the
Nigga any where you see me nigga go