[Intro - Banks! Ha-ha!
[Verse 1 - It's like a throne that he don't own He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just it around like a joke, he's like a king, but he don't do a thing He don't want the diamonds, want the gold, want the jewelry He don't the fame. don't want the loot, he's in this for the sport circles around his competition on the court He appreciates your support, but he ain't for it And you can love, it you can hate it, but you can't it You can't be ignorant But you can try to sell him But you can't fuck with his last joint, or the one it And he was to raise hell like them country boys And if I'm fronting you better come confront me for it
- Nate Dogg] This is the story of a and now you know It True warriors go ahead make some It healthy to be making niggas paranoid Hit your corner with my weapon I dont my boys I'm 120 in the fast lane back, just relax, let me do my thing Don't give a fuck about you suckers maintain Money, power, and respect in rap game
[Verse 2 - Banks] He's out of a neighborhood where niggas hate They see you go, and eat dinner off a bigger plate Thier ache while he's lounging in a big estate And he in a hundred thousands with a nigga's gate House just a bigger gate, hounding him's a big mistake He wont surrender, he'll give up a rib to break Because he remembers when wouldn't lend a helping hand Till he was sitting on green like a fan Created a Till you got to mention his name When you the illest player that's in the game And riding with Em, 50 Cent, Doc and them G-Unit records, ain't no stopping them
[Verse 3 - 50 He's no magician, man the kid something out of nothing So now niggas from his hood act like he owe something They talk till they send niggas in there to buck him Ask him if there's a problem, and say 'Nah, it's nothing' He was going to help them out, but since they fronted, them He don't care how they feel, they can him or love him He hold his own on his own, the kid is thugging He's rich now, he ain't change, so niggas he's bugging He bulletproof everything case niggas try and him Keep two pistols on his hip, I you where he tuck them Niggas say they gone get at him, but they can't him Try to catch slipping, they creeping, he start busting
[Verse 4 - Nate I can give you niggas something you can talk I can your smile upside down You ain't no G, you a fucking I can take your till I turn her out Don't it in, let it all out I can give you fuckers to be mad about her in send her back out my DNA all in her mouth