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[ Featuring Lloyd Banks ]

Uh, yea lloyd banks
G-unit

Even my baby know his bigger
Brother roll with a ratchet
He only 7 years old and know where I stash it
You a battery and right before
You talk they charge it
So you a store on shoes a walking target
Getting served at your jobs cause
The jewellery I own
That makes ya bitch eyes the same
Size as Kermit the frogs
Watch ya ass when ya step to em
My niggas here they just play the rear
Like the other half of the neptunes
Willi through his game at the sky blue
And have the doctors wrapping up your
Bean like your erkiah badu
Whenever I slid through I'm high off skunk
With a pump that il leave a
Nigga red as a pirot
Where I'm from there's options
Dead or survival
You could sleep with ya gun or
Go to bed with your bible
The hood f*cked up may some
Of the best deceased
I blow an o for my nigga ja rest in peace

G-unit nigga this is how we get down
Wherever I'm at the gun and the clips round
Stop running your mouth before you
Hear that click sound
Cause you be laid down and I be outta town
I came to far to play these games with you
Get off your ass maybe you can famous too
Don't be surprised of the things
That a lame il do
When they f*cked up and you ballin

Get your head run if you want
And get that rain pass
You know the mob from the
Projectz out on queens bridge
We popping it off and
Y'all ain't saying shit
I die infamous death you go like a bitch
They bury me with all my jewellery
And while I breath just keep getting filthy
It's nuttin but cash and that's
How the shit go
We the feeble the bad you feebley stay broke
We staying stiff you niggas
Think shit's jokes my gun il rain at your
Friends and you kinfolks
We get the stars out on cali on the sidewalk
You get to stay alive you
Do the smart thing go
And that's real shit, we the best at this
Gangsta shit y'all do what y'all
Do we live it
Niggas heads I'l spin like the exorcist
You approach with that bullshit
Nigga the infamous and
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Uh, yea lloyd banks
G-unit

Even my baby know his bigger
Brother roll with a ratchet
He only 7 years old and know where I stash it
You a battery and right before
You talk they charge it
So you a store on shoes a walking target
Getting served at your jobs cause
The jewellery I own
That makes ya bitch eyes the same
Size as Kermit the frogs
Watch ya ass when ya step to em
My niggas here they just play the rear
Like the other half of the neptunes
Willi through his game at the sky blue
And have the doctors wrapping up your
Bean like your erkiah badu
Whenever I slid through I'm high off skunk
With a pump that il leave a
Nigga red as a pirot
Where I'm from there's options
Dead or survival
You could sleep with ya gun or
Go to bed with your bible
The hood f*cked up may some
Of the best deceased
I blow an o for my nigga ja rest in peace

G-unit nigga this is how we get down
Wherever I'm at the gun and the clips round
Stop running your mouth before you
Hear that click sound
Cause you be laid down and I be outta town
I came to far to play these games with you
Get off your ass maybe you can famous too
Don't be surprised of the things
That a lame il do
When they f*cked up and you ballin

Get your head run if you want
And get that rain pass
You know the mob from the
Projectz out on queens bridge
We popping it off and
Y'all ain't saying shit
I die infamous death you go like a bitch
They bury me with all my jewellery
And while I breath just keep getting filthy
It's nuttin but cash and that's
How the shit go
We the feeble the bad you feebley stay broke
We staying stiff you niggas
Think shit's jokes my gun il rain at your
Friends and you kinfolks
We get the stars out on cali on the sidewalk
You get to stay alive you
Do the smart thing go
And that's real shit, we the best at this
Gangsta shit y'all do what y'all
Do we live it
Niggas heads I'l spin like the exorcist
You approach with that bullshit
Nigga the infamous and
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Writer: MARVIN BERNARD, DAVID CLAYTON-THOMAS, CURTIS JACKSON, CHRISTOPHER LLOYD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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