Lyrics:
what up Caddy?
My nigga Jimi Kendrix, one of the best
Lloyd, what happenin' nigga? We been killin' 'em this year, huh?
My nigga Gutter, B Gissy,
in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Schwarzenegger
Fools don't take him I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from
[Lloyd Banks]
You can't roll wit me I'm Lloyd Banks the one and only
Not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie
There ain't a government around that
they lay around flowers.
[Lloyd Banks]
i gotta thing for gangsters, that argue ova stains of reafer, and flip when i call a bitch like she queen
[Lloyd Banks]
You can't roll wit me i'm Lloyd Banks the one and only
not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie
there ain't a government around that can
50 Cent Lloyd Banks!
Nobody get hurt if nobody don't move
Just give it up smooth (G-UNIT')
Motherfucker you move I'll flash my tool
And blast my
lanes
The navigation got me to where I'm gon' be stayin
The trunk full of somethin that can get a nigga life
So my seatbelt's on, and I'm stoppin
lanes
The navigation got me to where I'm gon' be stayin
The trunk full of somethin that can get a nigga life
So my seatbelt's on, and I'm stoppin
down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
[Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS)
These
Young Buck:
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
Lloyd Banks:
My Eyes Low, Hydro Leakin' Out That Tahoe
I Know G-Unit's Them Niggas I'm'a Ride Fo'
Nah Hoe, I Ain't
whole time, Gatorade
Like a dyke, stay with them toys
I don't play wit none of them boys
On the Southside like Lloyd
Always in the banks like Lloyd
Niggas
whole time, Gatorade
Like a dyke, stay with them toys
I don't play wit none of them boys
On the Southside like Lloyd
Always in the banks like Lloyd
to say listen to your man girl try things my way
[Lloyd Banks]
[Verse Two]
or maybe you wanna, rest in towel, make a mess in the flowers, how bout sex in
[Lloyd Banks: Talking]
Yea 1, 2, 1, 2 allow me show you how I do
Shouts to jamiaca guy I brew
Ma nigga HP, he not like you
Man fuck your problems I
of my character
Taping it, Tyra Banks face with Faiths lips
Giving head like she knew me for years
Pillow talk, she let out tears
Told me bout her
all hood! - My nigga it's all good!
(YEAH) stay with a Gat! - Teflon on my back!
Niggas know my style so they ease up off me
Now 40 Cali' POP! I ain't
with me
You know you don't want it with me
You can talk but soon we gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me (Lloyd Banks)
Fuck that, I'm tired
I want a big black whip like I'm Batman
I want a bed made of racks
Where the stacks at
I want a Beemer, want a Benz like I'm Lloyd Banks
I wanna
body's stiff
By the same niggas you used to party with
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Lloyd Banks:]
My Eyes Low, Hydro Leakin' Out
50 Cent uh lloyd Banks uh (yeah)
Young Buck uh (uhu) game nigga, G-Unit
It's easy man it's easy man
Ayo, I switch my hustle, no more dice games
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
Yeah, this somethin' special why'know, somethin' epic
Lloyd Banks, you know
'Cause a nigga thuggin' don't mean he don't
Don't wanna see you smile
get that boy found in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Swartzanigga
Foolz dont take him i took him across the liver
Keep lloyd line on my stomach
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