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I hear a lotta talkin' niggaz must be mad at banks But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as banks Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G Unit Nigga ain't nuttin' change you move I'll blow your brains These niggaz don't really want war They just walk around frontin' 'Cause I walk around stuntin' Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for If you really want somethin' we can show up at your front door I know my history, my family tree done said master Fuck livin' positive, 'cause negativity spreads faster A celebrity has ta, bulletproof his car 'Cause big hits come flyin' through ya door like Casper I'm smokin' out the jar jar scopin' out the bar Distracted see shorty breast pokin' out the bra Not the type to go spark metal in Start thinkin' you gangsta 'cause you hit a park yellow van Act hard but ya heart made a marshmellows man Talk tough, till you get cuffed and start tellin' damn Everyday I got a new bitch and when I'm done wit her It'll look like she dived head first in the pool wit it god damn You only gon wind up dead tryin' to prove shit I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick I gotta have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face Catch Banks in a truck full of bass Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped The only tigger you touch is on a gas pump I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew Cook and clean for the kid like silly in color purple I know you wanna pop me but but If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck Fuck, I really hold the rubber I send sparks at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba I'm aimin' for a video cover, huge tall bustas A pound and a philly hold the smuggler G Unit's what's up right now The Gucci cloth is on a newport sign upsidedown You gotta come a little harder, nigga You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a starter You still gotta beg a hoe, hoe And you mad 'cause you blowin' on oregano You niggaz'll never blow Anyone to step in my ring is brave I don't know a thing about hair stylin' but I can make a finger weave Short stay leave her butt in the telly Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut butter and jelly I'm about to get this deal shorty know Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Alka Seltzer pill I ain't loud around a snitch I don't crowd around a btich The jumpsuit match wit the Carolina kicks I been sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick I could call up a chick and put a child around her lips Niggaz can't stand the fact that I'm real I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the pill Gimme Barbie at her best Bacardi at the chest I'm similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk Useta have ta push up, now I hardly got ta press Got two guns, and both lead to cardiac arrest My success got suckers salty, salty Blowin' steam like a cup of coffee Click POW get these fuckas off me I hear a lotta talkin' niggaz must be mad at banks But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as banks Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G Unit Nigga ain't nuttin change You move I'll blow your brains Yea Lloyd Banks nigga what's up nigga? It's 50 nigga you fuckin' wit him right? I know you fuckin' wit him 'cause I said you fuckin' wit him Thats my baby right there thats my boy right there my young nigga What's up nigga? What the fuck I hear niggaz hollerin' that keep it real and all that nigga Nigga if you talkin' all that gangsta shit Nigga we get it poppin' nigga Whats up nigga? Anytime nigga I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon Nigga any where you see me nigga lets go