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

We to pump crack at cho spot now, G Unit
Nigga nuttin' change you move I'll blow your brains

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

If you really want we can show up at your front door
I know my history, my family done said master
livin' positive, 'cause negativity spreads faster
A has ta, bulletproof his car

'Cause big hits come flyin' through ya like Casper
I'm smokin' out the jar jar out the bar
see shorty 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 made a marshmellows man
Talk tough, till you get and start tellin' damn
Everyday I got a new bitch and I'm done wit her

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

I'm hungry like a south african 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 get bucked or get ya ass jumped

The only tigger you touch is on a gas
I got my own slave she really got a curfew
and clean for the kid like silly in color purple
I you wanna pop me but but

If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a puck
Fuck, I really hold the
I send sparks at you and I don't Emilio or Bubba
I'm aimin' for a cover, huge tall bustas

A pound and a hold the smuggler
G Unit's what's up 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 gotta beg a hoe, hoe
And you mad 'cause you on oregano
You 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 leave her butt in the telly
Lace up the beef and brocclis butter and jelly

I'm about to get this deal know
why she foamin out the grill like a Alka Seltzer pill
I ain't loud a snitch
I don't crowd a btich

The jumpsuit wit the Carolina kicks
I been sick niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick
I could call up a and put a child around her lips
Niggaz can't stand the that I'm real

I kidnap the Queen the castle and put her back on the pill
Gimme at her best
Bacardi at the
I'm similar to the young Darvy at the desk

Useta have ta push up, now I got ta press
Got two guns, and both to cardiac arrest
My got suckers salty, salty

Blowin' steam like a cup of
Click POW get these off me

I hear a lotta talkin' niggaz must be mad at
But there only one problem niggaz as bad as banks
Nigga yous front you gon get down

We fend to pump crack at cho now, G Unit
Nigga nuttin change
You move I'll blow brains

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

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

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