[Chorus x2: Lloyd Banks] G's up to every hood and every crew (yeah) Supposed to have your gun 'round you And I.. claim G Unit 'till I die Got it down
on my waist Candy blue paint on my ride, Trouble in the front in the back is Grace Joseph McVey that's my name, and I taste diamonds in my mouth Fuck a nigga named Lloyd Banks, it's
I'll blow out your brain {Verse 3: Lloyd Banks} Yeah It ain't my fault I came up fast And your the name niggas bring up last And all the dames get a king up
(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
(feat. Lloyd Banks, Ma$e, Prodigy, Spider Loc) [Intro: 50 Cent] It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money, ha ha [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nah nigga I don
(feat. Lloyd Banks) [Chorus] I came in this world by myself (uh huh) So i don't need no friends (nope) I rather have it this way (yeah) It's ok, it's
(Then Lloyd Banks)] Hate it or love it, the underdog's ontop And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain
in the middle of all kinds of shit Pussy, lets get it poppin' G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit!
G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey) [Lloyd Banks] It's like niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger Banks
the back of the police car Pointing out the window saying, "He robbed me" It's elementary [Lloyd Banks] 1,2,3,4 [50 Cent] Lloyd Banks' in the house [Lloyd Banks
now you reminisce about all the time I treated you good (chorus) (Lloyd Banks) when you think about me grinding my fans You even got more watch on but it's
[Intro] YEAH!, (yeah), your rockin' wit the toast of New York Tony Yayo (Tony Yayo), Lloyd Banks (Lloyd Banks), 50 Cent (50 Cent) G-UNIT (G-Unit), and
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 Whats up nigga? It's
ass, you'll see That it ain't cool to fuck wit me [Lloyd Banks] I know a lot of niggas want Banks gone My kind of beef will fuck up ya grill and not
Yayo] G Unitttt [50 Cent] G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out [Tony Yayo] Whatcha say whatcha say? [50 Cent] G Unit solider (gun cocks) Ride out [Lloyd Banks
the Mac If fiends fuck with Frankie's pac's Lance cut the crack heads blocked up Thought he was locked up Came thru stuntin' wit his wrist all rocked up
I don't know If I should stunt for these hos again, cause I did that already Now here we go [Lloyd Banks - Verse 2] (Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck
