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[50
I heart alot of niggas must be mad at Banks

ah you ass niggas, yall niggas love talkin
i just smile on my
[50
But theres only 1 problem, niggas as bad as Banks
[Lloyd
Yea nigga punchline kid is back, New York stand the fuck up

[Lloyd
Go get ya camera man, a Lambo' fam
gun in the safe, the same one Rambo hand
i got ??, you whatever chedda
flyin my New York hoe in, 'cause her head is
I said i'd never sweat her, well i guess i
she the ghost outta a nigga and im petrified
you nuthin but roaches, hit the pesticide
i spray lil you around in ya neck and die
im the nicest out, at the ring
you hear the price and pout, 16th i ice em out (bling!)
50 sold 11 mill, Tyson house
and mine to, cross dude and the knife out
i cant to see you bricks on the sidestretch
a holes in ya like the bricks in the projects
Kefflon whips rubber grips for the
conscience, of the consequences,
and we can ride all night, somebody might get em
tie his bandana on too
you can book em notice, ima sell out in the night
the car get me there, but the helicopter might
i bring all the out let the clip go shit
the whip so new the bird shit dont stick
i got a hell of a sound travel 3 blocks
bulletproof and all you can eat tops
runnin out to me, i only the funerals
i button all you niggas up Jay-Z
i smoke for when im out in DC
is in my ear, clearer than HD
i dont know why he walk around with my he aint me
bout the millions of dollars you aint see
gimme in a jammy, my hand over a grammy
2 cribs, why i ship the lambo in Miami
please, ain't to be in a jam over the panties
they love em when i em for the very same reason
one nigga started, a couple followed
now all cant eat like the Next Top Model (top model)
New York City boy but they love me in
a lil in Philly from here to Atlantic City
i flip flop smokin around, 6 drop the town
6 shot ruger the pound with hip hop screwin now
nah i give a fuck Joe Pesci flow
win another Vibe award if they let me go
im like royalty a king
i move she move, like a puppet on a string
50 karats on the bracelet a couple on the
my treasure chest is a mess, a bucket full of
im the P cut boy i tuck em in the whole
you mutherfuckas is lucky i dont wear gold

[50
I hear alot of these niggas they mad at Banks
I bet they'll keep on talkin, after shot they be tellin the chicks
My niggas get it poppin find out when we at ya wake
you and you in your coffin damn you made a big

Its 50 nigga!, yall niggas know
Banks! The changin of the cards
I'll be nigga, I'll just fall back
what im sayin, its Banks turn nigga, now watch this
you hear that?, prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, thats the machine
boop boop, you hear that?, thats the money truck backin up
its Lloyd Banks nigga, you already know
you gonna eat with the Unit or you eat a can of sardines haha