:] This for my nigga man! I do it for his block! I do it for this block! {"Cold corner"! } I do it for his block! {Damn! } I do it for this block! [Verse
nigga man! I do it for his block! I do it for this block! {"COLD CORNER"! } I do it for his block! {DAMN! } I do it for this block! [Verse:] Ugh! - I
This for my nigga man! I do it for his block! I do it for this block! {"Cold corner"! } I do it for his block! {Damn! } I do it for this block! [Verse
to put in the air when it's out Up early in the mornin the first to get it They say if you really want it then come on wit it Sacrifice my life for this
- let's go [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, uhh, now walkin down the block without'cha weapon is a first class ticket to a lesson I thirst cash, kick it
(feat. Lloyd Banks & Young Buck) [Lloyd Banks] Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. [Lloyd Banks Chorus] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionnaire
it wasn't for pain Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred This if for my niggas on the block
Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up (Lloyd Banks) Right
about the way I'm a hustla I got it in my blood I'm still hungry I'm out to get it just because One Coupe One block one spot it's not enough Were taking
, I'm a take it tobogganing! - I'm WATER LOGGING IT! I'm SOGGING IT! - PULL YOUR verse OUT THE BEAT AND STOMP ON IT! Suplex it on cement - like I'm on
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
[Verse One] You gon' need more than 50 Cent to play this Game Nigga hatin on me cause I'm doin my own thang I'm ain't Lloyd Banks bitch I don't share
still got love for em' Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for G-Unit, motherfucker its a rap Ma$e made it out alive, thank God for
right up under me dog And it feel like I done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it
so illegal We gon ride at ya people See the evil eye We do or die [50 Cent:] Come on and give it to me baby [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Yeah Its gotta be
Buck stay back Bench put this authograph For a hit put aside the glove Lets play catch [Gun shot] For your one platinium plaq [Gun shot] That's for