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
ain't worried 'bout nothin Child of the hood, I was put here for stuntin Strap like it's legal, ridin around bumpin If you can't beat 'em don't join '
talk shit Not three, not two, I'm number one on the chart bitch (yeah) Drama get to poppin even when I don't start shit I turn around there's only two
Lloyd Banks] Everywhere I go I gotta tag along Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on They ride with me when I'm past the mall Don't wait for
read between the lines you can see that I want you I betcha I have you doin' what you said that you won't do Making decisions shorty good things don't
nigga heart colder than December (yeah!) Don't take much to make my gun go off One shot'll make a hardrock look oh so soft (woo!) If you don't know you
: [50 Cent] Yeah, this somethin special y'know, somethin epic Lloyd Banks, you know Cause a nigga thuggin don't mean he don't Don't wanna see you smile
something about you making me want you right now If you don't like me, then don't listen to me Lord knows I spit that G that have you coming out your
the shots or die nigga [Lloyd Banks] You can't roll wit me i'm Lloyd Banks the one and only not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie there ain't a government around
goopies around for the cops She'll be down for my watch I ain't generous or courteous I'm runnin' from a dirty bitch Nigga you thirty six You don't want
we ain't got to pretend The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain I thought it would change, It's stayin' the same [Lloyd Banks] How many
Lloyd Banks] I play the club with a cup full of Hennessey Nah, that bitch ain't my girl its just whenever i'm around she pretend to be Look I don't dance
: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
Lloyd Banks:] Yeah yeah [50 Cent:] Banks, Yayo hold up Yayo's shinin' Banks [Tony Yayo:] Its my time to shine We with Flex right now [50 Cent:] Come with it Come
Lloyd Banks:] From Southside To Cashville, Cashville To Cali There's Fuck You Law, The Judge, And The Federallies In The Black Benz, Black Rims, Ride Around
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
