| Yeah, I’m here nigga
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| Banks, 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 nothing 'round here for free (Right)
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| And I’m here to let these mothafuckas 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 mothafucka I gotta change fo' (Right)
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| Therefore I’ma be this way until I go
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| 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 guessing 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 getting by leave the city quick
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| Niggas 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 niggas on your CD’s garbage
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| Yeah, they shooting but they missing, spraying up the wall like graffiti artist
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| Some niggas by the bootleg but go and cop the real shit
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| Cause the fans love us I’m nicer than grandmothers |
| 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 screaming in the back of the club louder than Lil' Jon
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| You now looking at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist
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| It’s kinda hard to keep the balance with this, 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, nines, silencers, fifths
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| We 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
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| A bitch will jeopardize the marriage to fuck you when they man is gone
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| These niggas rambling on about the paper that they getting stop it
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| I got more money than you in my little pocket
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| Yeah, I’m stingy so it’s stretch long, with G-Unit sweats on
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| Thread needle to Teflon, Des' Eagle and vest on
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| Cause everybody ain’t enthused |
| That’s your name’s around about good news, fuck you! |