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