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

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

These niggaz don't really war
They walk around frontin'
'Cause I around stuntin'
Why you think the pump is in the trunk for

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

'Cause big hits come flyin' ya door like Casper
I'm out the jar jar scopin' out the bar
Distracted see breast pokin' out the bra
Not the type to go spark in

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

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

I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his
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 is on a gas pump
I got my own personal 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 hockey
Fuck, I hold the rubber
I send sparks at you and I mean Emilio or Bubba
I'm aimin' for a video cover, huge tall

A pound and a hold the smuggler
G Unit's what's up now
The Gucci is on a newport sign upsidedown
You gotta a little harder, nigga

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

Anyone to in my ring is brave
I don't a thing about hair stylin' but I can make a finger weave
Short stay leave her butt in the
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 Seltzer pill
I ain't around a snitch
I don't crowd a btich

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

I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the
Barbie at her best
Bacardi at the
I'm to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk

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

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

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

We fend to pump at cho spot now, G Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin
You move I'll blow brains

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

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

Whats up nigga? Anytime
I give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon
Nigga any where you see me nigga go