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I'm gon' ride, I'm ride
gon' ride! We all gon' ride!

I've come the heart of South Side
Holdin' it down for my niggaz died
I gotta dizzy on my side
Pop shit and get your mouth wired

Baby that's right, stay off the
I have niggaz scrapin' the skin off your
With the same shit peel the potatoes
I thank the for my blessings and I'm glad he gave us
The and the reflexes of Larry Davis

You don't wanna see my formin'
a hundred and one dawgs
And I don't mean the with the spots on 'em
We're highly
you ain't gotta practice gymnastics to catch a body

Me and money's like Whitney, to Bobby
If I bring all my I need an extra lobby
As as you ain't around Jake
You get your ass whipped for
Now that's the real definition of

I got the crown
And you can tell when I'm
'Cause the mall stampedin' you feel the ground shake
I got a car I only on Thursdays
I'm a stunner, Banks blows more cake than

Looka here, nobody 'round here scared
I'm headed for the top and I'm there
Oh yeah! Shiny right here
I work magic and you niggaz disappear

Looka here, nobody 'round here scared
I'm headed for the top and I'm there
Oh yeah! Shiny shit here
I magic and make you niggaz disappear

You know how I down, this pound hold six rounds
I told you I'd be back bitch, talk that now!
You hear that sound, duck when I spit rounds
this ain't Beverly Hills, you in the Bricks now

We ain't got shit here but dope and guns for sale
You get your head cracked, then don't run and tell
It's like we sell crack, get caught, head to jail
We on that 'Fuck the police' shit, we're in hell

You better guard grill homey and stand your ground
These bullets burn, they hit whoever's standin'
I never learned even after I took a shots
I just got me some Band-Aids and bought a Glocks

Had to go on a rampage, and hit a blocks
Once hear that 12 gauge, that's when the trouble stops
If it's beef then I'm ready to ride, come to Cashville
You can me on the South Side, motherfucker!

Looka here, ain't nobody here scared
I'm for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah! Shiny right here
I work magic and make you niggaz

Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here
I'm headed for the top and I'm almost
Oh yeah! Shiny right here
I work magic and make you niggaz

Now I ain't from but I'm in the Fab Five
You know Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, you my fuckin' name
Whether the truck or train, my stuck on the grind
Cussin' without a line, a lot of suckers

Yeah you talkin' shit, but we can all he ass
Jazz and his eyes like the R. Kelly mass
You gotta blast me yo, the Louisville'll
Have your head lookin' the top of a pistachio

The young gunner the raspy flow
Got every boyfriend thinkin' girlfriend's a nasty ho
My heart and it's small, maybe it's 'cause
My grand pop dropped right the ball

Banks out, bulletproof this, bulletproof that
Bulletproof snorkel you hot, they hawk you
I got the on my shoulder, chain big as a boulder
The tucker, motherfucker!

Looka here, ain't nobody here scared
I'm for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah! shit right here
I work magic and you niggaz disappear

Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here
I'm for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah! Shiny shit right
I magic and make you niggaz disappear

Geah, haha, motherfucker, I'm here,
Lloyd Banks, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-g,
G-Unit! Money by any means,