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
, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab I talk money 'cause it costs to brag Around here bitches walk around wit the hair outta a horses head Rap it get
', suckin' me off the rest of the evenin' And now I'm leavin' on to the next city Stashbox in the bus so I can bring the techs with me I gotta go 'cause
you don't want it with me You know you don't want it with me You, talk an' you soon you will see You don't want to bump heads with me [Lloyd Banks]
get in the way Of my cheddar, man, 'cause I'm a drama setter I don't go looking for no trouble But somehow the trouble always finds me Don't make me
this a secret, right by the nuts a .45 that'll lite niggas up and this .45 high make me not give a fuck Chorus: Lloyd Banks: But as long as i'm here
Keep this a secret, right by the nuts a .45 that'll lite niggas up and this .45 high make me not give a fuck Chorus: Lloyd Banks: But as long as i
t wanna bump heads with me I know you don't want it with me You, talk an' you soon you will see You know you don't want it with me [Lloyd Banks]
Lloyd Banks] Niggas Know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you get too
to cut some See I walk like Ron O' Neil but talk like Goldie If the bitch think I love her the bitch don't know me {*laughing*} [50 Cent] Sorry Kim [
gone, but now I'm here And yall rappers only bust shots only in fear Chinchillas on my back itchy fingers on the mac Get scrilla off of crack, get fifty
my niggaz that died I gotta dizzy bird on my side Pop shit and get your whole mouth wired Baby that's right, stay off the payroll I have niggaz scrapin' the skin off
get stump (stump) Or you can quit playing, and c'mon and get crunk'd (get crunk'd) yeah! Rompe, rompe, rompe, let me out Rompe, rompe, rompe, eso
nigga push me I set 'em on wheels, all you get is midget pussy Cookies with you pop snatched I pop back Radio hijack get it all before I die rap My contacts
[Lloyd banks] Under dog is cool, I'm used to being overlooked look at me now I'm filled with style, my blunt is rolled with Kush look bitch I'm ballin
till we start approaching these cowards While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers [Lloyd Banks] I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer And who flip when I call a bitch
fo' finger ring, one of them gold ropes Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'll be