Lyrics:
keep talkin shit I'll put my gun up in your mouth
My gun up in your mouth, I'll show you what I'm 'bout
[Lloyd Banks]
I'm straight outta Southside
what yo bitch think
We get boxes by the bale, in the hood got Big Rank
In the kitchen like I'm whipping, residue all on the sink
My lil niggas a leave
ain't new to this, I met this air stewardess
Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out, nigga
[Lloyd Banks]
Ya if I put a dress code all
Yea, this somethin special why'know, somethin' epic
Lloyd Banks, you know
'Cause a nigga thuggin' don't mean he don't
Wanna see you smile baby
Woo,
Shawty what you drank?
Nobody loves me so I guess I stay to myself
A nigga thinkin' bout change contemplating my death
Fell my pain as it reigns all
industria (nananana nananana nananana na)
We ready, sal del medio, okay?
Daddy Yankee está ready
Lloyd Banks está ready
Young Buck está ready
Yeah,
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
tryna get my cash right, I gotta
Look at empty pockets in a flashback like I'm looking at another nigga in a past life
I feel worlds apart from a lot
a foreign whip
My trap boomin' like Bloomingdale's
A long line like you at the Ritz
Got bank like Lloyd, Yayo like Tony
But won't give you 50 cent
Red rubies
The name's Banks! The boy wonder man
Stack and a rubber band, gat in the other hand
[Lloyd Banks]
These lil niggas don't move me, go watch a movie
beams
40 inch blings, Ill Will the fuckin' team
this for my niggas in the Bridge from Queens.
[Chorus: Nas]
Illmatic Ice, Goon, Sonny, and Smitty (real
ass keep going hard
I do this shit for Lloyd nigga
I dropped Lost Mentality 1 then I dropped Lost Mentality 2
Then I'm going me vs me it ain't never
Yeah, In my room pouring fours by my lonely
(By my lonely)
Got my nigga watching me 'cause
I think I might OD (I might OD)
Big piggy bank, put it in
to seem nigga
(yeah) you don't seem nigga, yeah nigga
Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid 50 Cent, new shit
My nigga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
Niggas, niggas
me
Come on an gimme that groupie love
GGGGG GGGGG G-unit
[Lloyd Banks]
Is shorty ain't feelin me shorty must like girls
'Cause I'm only eatin
Big bank hank
Money Out the Bank
Fuk these niggas thank
Laughin like uh prank
I’m Sharper den uh shank
They sweet like candy paint
I’m
I'm just finna let my gun ball
Clocks ticking, let it run off
Got mob ties through bloodlines
House raided by one time
No case, couldn't prove shit
Olivia, Lloyd Banks and Young Buck and shit doing an interview
And that's time when I was kicked out of G-Unit and that was news to me and shit
'Cause you
to Neimans, unless she a keeper
I put a 50 in the Bank (Lloyd), yeah they Young Bucks
My niggas don't do walk downs, all they do is run ups
She a track star, so
Woo (yeah)
Remix (ha ha)
Lloyd Banks (uh-huh)
Ha ha
It's like a throne that he don't even own
He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just
it
My bank card got it
Myriad vito pull up
Nigga get in coz you plug man
Get Heri on call
Nigga Time to me doe thou
Hybrid is the term
Henny no
fifty
I get money but my name ain't Fifty
Went to the Lloyd Bank, took out a Yung Buck
Brown, purple, pinky
And then I put pink stones in the pinky
Bought
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
Still walk around wit' the hammer boss
Rope and a cross
Hard times'll make a lil' nigga hate Santa Claus
Your mountains is
Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker crunk
It took two months but 50 got it done
Signed with G-unit, had niggas like, "Huh?"
Don't try to front, I'll
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