comes a violent yea (chorus) Scared niggas dont come around its on when i see u i wouldn't wanna be you betta home get down blocks full of evil fuck around
t control me So quit the baloni, 'fore I go where your folks sleep Hit your block and it's on G, the strap sits cozy It claps but don't speak, leave flats no slowly So don't
the rest of this shit ain't gone I'm gettin used to the needles on the bathroom sink Gotta close my door because the bathroom stink See, daddy don't work, and mama don't
I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C. This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend Mad
me 'Cause I'll come and take your life away Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death upon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no
don't push me Fill your ass up with lead, so don't push me I got somethin' for your ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy [Lloyd Banks] I cross my bigger nigga, and I didn't
comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero I'ma break before I lay floor berry Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary You can't tame Lloyd
t nuttin change You move I'll blow your brains [Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS) These niggaz don't really want war (nah) They just walk around frontin Cause I walk around
out [Lloyd Banks] Yea...Yea... I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)
blade [Chorus] I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like
through ya projects When the coke come back It's the China White And the d don't sweat us in a bag a rice Let's ride O T And burn the tape I got this
feel a nigga, call me) (body) [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, Banks, yeah Look you ain't got to like me, that's (body) cool, I don't give a fuck Clowny time ain
Big got hit in that passenger seat Pac got hit in that passenger seat Now I'm ridin' 'round in that passenger seat Come near the whip, I'm blastin' my heat It don't
(feat. Lil Flip & Lloyd Banks) [Chorus: 50 Cent] Lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man yeah! lets get that
(feat. Lloyd Banks & Tony Yayo) [Intro 1: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}] I'm in the hood man... I'm in the hood all the time man; fo' real son. I come back from
approachin these cowards While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers [Notorious B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy) In the Comission, you ask for permission to hit 'em He don't
Chorus (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
