| Intro: Lloyd Banks]
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| Yeah! |
| I’m here nigga, Banks!!! |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Unit!!!
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| Now don’t try to stand next to me (Right)
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| Cause I’m the nigga they came here to see (Right)
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| Ain’t nothin round here for free (Right)
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| And I’m here to let these motherfuckers know
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| That I’ll do anything for the dough (Right)
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| A felony walkin out the front do'(Right)
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| Ain’t a motherfucker I gotta change fo'(Right)
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| Therefore I’m a be this way until I go
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| : Lloyd Banks
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| Yeah! |
| Guess who walk around with diamond chains and rings on 'em
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| A pair of throwback Jordan’s, with the wings on 'em
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| With all this talking I’m guessin they got them things on 'em
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| Cause if not Milli’s the Forty Cal’s a ring on 'em
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| I know your kind gettin by leave the city quick
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| Niggaz bleed just like us I’m on that Biggie shit
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| First of all I’m sup-posed to ball
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| I’m sup-posed to have coast to, coast to calls
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| And your niggaz on your cd’s garbage
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| Yeah they shootin but they missin, sprayin up the wall like graffiti artist
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| Some niggaz by the bootleg but go and cop the real shit
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| Cause the fans love us I’m nicer than grandmothers
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| I wake up get dressed put on my tan butters
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| It been this way since Puma’s and Super Man cover’s
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| A ice pick could do your liver harm
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| And have you screamin in the back of the club louder than Lil’Jon
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| Now don’t try to stand next to me (Right)
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| Cause I’m the nigga they came here to see (Right)
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| Ain’t nothin round here for free (Right)
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| And I’m here to let these motherfuckers know
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| That I’ll do anything for the dough (Right)
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| A felony walkin out the front do'(Right)
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| Ain’t a motherfucker I gotta change fo'(Right)
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| Therefore I’m a be this way until I go You now lookin at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist
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| It’s kinda hard to keep the balance with this
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| It keeps the challengers pissed
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| I vacate to different islands and twist
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| And back home where the violence exist, now silencers fixed
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| You buy mileage as gifts as well as man’s best friend
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| And I don’t own no rottweillers and pits
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| It’s getting extremely hard for the man to roam
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| With little kids putting this picture on the camera phone
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| Shit change now that the cameras on A bitch will jeopardize the marriage to fuck you when they man is gone
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| These niggaz ramblin on about the paper that they getting stop it I got more money than you in my little pocket
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| Yeah I’m stingy so it’s stretch long
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| With G-Unit sweats on thread needle to Teflon
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| Des’Eagle and vest on, cause everybody ain’t enthused
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| That’s your name’s around about good news, FUCK YOU!!!
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| Now don’t try to stand next to me (Right)
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| Cause I’m the nigga they came here to see (Right)
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| Ain’t nothin round here for free (Right)
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| And I’m here to let these motherfuckers know
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| That I’ll do anything for the dough (Right)
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| A felony walkin out the front do'(Right)
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| Ain’t a motherfucker I gotta change fo'(Right)
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| Therefore I’m a be this way until I go Yeah! |
| Yeah! |